by Paul McCartney on album The Gold Collection
As I sat in the attic, a piano up my nose, And the wind played a dreadful cantata. (cantata, cantata) Sore was I from a crack of an enemy's hose, And the horrible sound of tomato. (tomato, tomato) Ca
by Paul McCartney on album 100 Hits - The Best Of Driving Rock
As I sat in the attic, a piano up my nose, And the wind played a dreadful cantata. (cantata, cantata) Sore was I from a crack of an enemy's hose, And the horrible sound of tomato. (tomato, tomato) Ca
by Paul McCartney on album Greatest Hits, Volume 2
As I sat in the attic, a piano up my nose, And the wind played a dreadful cantata. (cantata, cantata) Sore was I from a crack of an enemy's hose, And the horrible sound of tomato. (tomato, tomato) Ca
by Paul McCartney on album Greatest Hits Vol. 1
As I sat in the attic, a piano up my nose, And the wind played a dreadful cantata. (cantata, cantata) Sore was I from a crack of an enemy's hose, And the horrible sound of tomato. (tomato, tomato) Ca
by Paul McCartney on album Ram
As I sat in the attic, a piano up my nose, And the wind played a dreadful cantata. (cantata, cantata) Sore was I from a crack of an enemy's hose, And the horrible sound of tomato. (tomato, tomato) Ca
by Paul McCartney & Linda McCartney on album RAM
So I sat in the attic a piano up my nose And the wind played a dreadful cantata (Cantata, cantata) Sore was I from the crack of a enemy's hose And the horrible sound of tomato (Tomato, tomato) Ketchu
by McCartney Paul on album Ram
McCartney Paul Ram Monkberry Moon Delight So I sat in the attic, A piano up my nose, And the wind played a dreadful cantata (cantata...). Sore was I from the crack of an enemy's hose, And the ho
by Paul & Linda McCartney on album RAM
So i sat in the attic, a piano up my nose, And the wind played a dreadful cantata. Sore was i from a crack of an enemy's hose And the horrible sound of tomato. Ketchup, Soup and puree, Don't get left
by Tim Christensen, Mike Viola & Tracy Bonham with The Damn Crystals on album Pure McCartney
So I sat in the attic, a piano up my nose, And the wind played a dreadful cantata. Sore was I from a crack of an enemy's hose And the horrible sound of tomato. Ketchup, Soup and puree, Don't get left