Lyrics

Mr Tuba your sound is beautiful and round but you don't listen The rest of the band are tired of only playing your tunes You should stop being rude, and just be happy with what you've been given A nice big bell, an inspired section and a chair to sit on Small prickles grow into rosebushes We can change anything we feel We cannot love a guy who pushes We won't deny or can't conceal We're not going to grow We're not going to grow We're not going to grow to love your presence We're not going to grow We'rе not going to grow We're not going to grow to love your prеsence We're not going to grow We're not going to grow We're not going to grow to love your presence We're not going to grow We're not going to grow We're not going to grow to love your presence Mr Tuba your sound is beautiful and round but you don't listen The rest of the band are tired of only playing your tunes You should stop being rude, and just be happy with what you've been given A nice big bell, an inspired section and a chair to sit on Small prickles grow into rosebushes We can change anything we feel We cannot love a guy who pushes We won't deny or can't conceal We're not going to grow We're not going to grow We're not going to grow to love your presence We're not going to grow We're not going to grow We're not going to grow to love your presence We're not going to grow We're not going to grow We're not going to grow to love your presence We're not going to grow We're not going to grow We're not going to grow to cherish your presence, no!