TRA LA LA WORDS & MUSIC:   Earl P. Reinhalter I. I will not speak unless I'm spoken to. tra la la, tra la la la. when the wind is weak, I am standing still. tra la la, tra la la la. in dark of night, you won't see me around. II. I will not sing until I have a song. tra la la, tra la la la. I will not bring what does not belong. tra la la, tra la la la. there's enough pollution in this world. BRIDGE: too many words like fugitive birds have spoken themselves with no source. they smile at the scarecrows and pile up in silos like Weimar money between the wars. III. I will not rise until specifically called. tra la la, tra la la la. I won't disguise my lead as gold. tra la la, tra la la la. but I want that prize one day before I'm old. ENDING: tra la la, tra la la la. tra la la, tra la la la. tra la la, tra la la la. tra la la, tra la la la. © Copyright 1993 Earl P. Reinhalter.   All Rights Reserved.