Download We Don’t Talk About Bruno Mp3 by VoicePlay Ft. Ashley Diane
The renowned and Award winning acapella quintet singers Geoff Castellucci, Layne Stein, Eli Jacobson, and Cesar De La Rosa “VoicePlay” birth out a beautiful song of which they title “We Don’t Talk About Bruno“ featuring Ashley Diane.
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Lyrics: We Don’t Talk About Bruno by VoicePlay
We don’t talk about Bruno, no no no
We don’t talk about Bruno
It was my wedding day
It was our wedding day
We were getting ready
And there wasn’t a cloud in the sky
No clouds allowed in the sky
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin
Thunder
You telling this story or am I?
Im sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says it looks like rain
Why did he tell us
And doing so he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a joyous day but, anyway
We don’t talk about Bruno, no no no
We don’t talk about Bruno
Hey
Grew to live in fear of Bruno
Stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of
Muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand
Tss, tss
It’s a heavy lift
With a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela
And the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies
They couldn’t understand
Do you understand?
Seven foot frame
Rats along his back
When he calls your name
It all fades to black
Yeah, he sees all your dreams
And feasts on your screams
We don’t talk about Bruno, no no
We don’t talk about Bruno
He told me my fish would die
The next day, dead
He told me I’d grow a gut
An just like he said
He said all of my hair
Would disappear
Now look at my head
Your fate is sealed when your prophesy is read
He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and some day be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine
He told me that the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It’s like I hear him now (hey sis)
I want not a sound out of you
I can hear him
Um, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
Give me the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
Isabella, your boyfriend’s here (time for dinner)
Seven foot frame
Rats alone his back
He calls your name
It all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams
And feasts on your screams
We don’t talk about Bruno, no no
Grew to live in fear of Bruno
Stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of
Muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand
He sees your dreams
And feasts on your screams
Don’t talk about Bruno
Why did I talk about Bruno
Not a word about Bruno
Never should have brought up Bruno
We don’t talk about Bruno no