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Cover of The Ice-Cream Van Plays Mozart

Track 1 of the EP Ribbons on the Handlebars · 2014

The Ice-Cream Van Plays Mozart

by The Gilded Chorale

“We heard an ice-cream van outside a venue and the whole choir stopped mid-soundcheck. Tobias said it needed a proper orchestral reply.”

classical crossover · choral pop · playful pop · 3:35

Lyrics

Here it comes round the corner on a sweltering afternoon
A little van and a little tune
Everybody drops their spades, their chores, their cares
And races down the pavement, tumbling down the stairs

Pennies in my pocket, sun upon my face
There is nowhere else on earth I would rather be in this place

The ice-cream van plays Mozart
Sweet and slow and slightly out of tune
Cones in the cobbled street, sticky hands and dancing feet
Singing to the summer afternoon
The ice-cream van plays Mozart
Everyone is humming, everyone is whole
A little bit of heaven on a hot and happy road
Melting in the bowl of the soul

The driver wears a paper hat and winks at every child
He knows who wants the sprinkles and who wants the flake gone wild
Grandmothers in doorways, teenagers on the wall
The whole street is a chorus when the ice-cream van does call

Pennies in my pocket, sun upon my face
There is nowhere else on earth I would rather be in this place

The ice-cream van plays Mozart
Sweet and slow and slightly out of tune
Cones in the cobbled street, sticky hands and dancing feet
Singing to the summer afternoon
The ice-cream van plays Mozart
Everyone is humming, everyone is whole
A little bit of heaven on a hot and happy road
Melting in the bowl of the soul

Round the bend it goes, slowly fading
The tune hangs in the air, sweet and shading
We lick the last drip down and we wave
Until tomorrow, brave little wave

The ice-cream van plays Mozart
Sweet and slow and slightly out of tune
Cones in the cobbled street, sticky hands and dancing feet
Singing to the summer afternoon
The ice-cream van plays Mozart
Everyone is humming, everyone is whole
A little bit of heaven on a hot and happy road
Melting in the bowl of the soul

Hum it once more, hum it once more
Down the street and out the door