Holy olfactory system... It's true. ... Nose flute. ... Nose... Flute... Some people play the trumpet Some people play guitar Some people dream of stadiums And being a big rock star Some people choose the violin Or practice every day But destiny had other plans... There's another way Breathe in Breathe out Music finds a path When life gives you a nose... You improvise Nose flute! Nose flute! Play it loud and proud! If it sounds ridiculous You're doing us proud! Nose flute! Nose flute! Raise it to the sky! Who needs ordinary When your dreams can fly? Woodwinds? Why stop there? Let's improve the orchestra! Play the piano With your nose! Play the drums With your nose! Play everything With your nose! Why should the woodwinds Have all the fun? Every instrument! Every concert! Every encore! Everybody! Nose flute! Nose flute! Symphony of surprise! Every strange discovery Deserves a standing rise! Nose flute! Nose flute! Sing it with delight! The weirder that it gets The more it feels right! Someone says "That can't be real." Someone else says "Look it up." Someone else says "I wish I hadn't." Too late now. We're committed. Nose flute! Nose flute! Laugh until you cry! Never underestimate A question that begins with... "Wait... why?" Holy olfactory system. It's still true.
