| Song | The Musical Box |
| Artist | Genesis |
| Album | Greatest Hits |
| [00:00.00] | Written：Banks/Collins/Gabriel/Hackett/Rutherford/Phillips |
| [00:02.91] | While Henry Hamilton-Smythe minor (8) was playing croquet with |
| [00:13.35] | Cynthia Jane De Blaise-William (9), sweet-smiling Cynthia raised |
| [00:14.67] | her mallet high and gracefully removed Henry's head. Two weeks |
| [00:15.96] | later, in Henry's nursery, she discovered his treasured musical |
| [00:17.46] | box. Eagerly she opened it and as "Old King Cole" began to play, |
| [00:20.10] | a small spirit- figure appeared. Henry had returned - but not for |
| [00:21.75] | long, for as he stood in the room his body began ageing rapidly, |
| [00:23.10] | leaving a child's mind inside. A lifetime's desires surged through |
| [00:24.39] | him. Unfortunately the attempt to persuade Cynthia Jane to fulfill |
| [00:27.39] | his romantic desire led his nurse to the nursery to investigate |
| [00:28.89] | the noise. Instinctively Nanny hurled the musical box at the |
| [00:30.24] | bearded child, destroying both. |
| [00:30.87] | Play me Old King Cole |
| [00:31.44] | That I may join with you, |
| [00:31.89] | All your hearts now seem so far from me |
| [00:34.08] | It hardly seems to matter now. |
| [00:48.24] | And the nurse will tell you lies |
| [00:48.84] | Of a kingdom beyond the skies. |
| [00:55.08] | But I am lost within this half-world, |
| [01:03.81] | It hardly seems to matter now. |
| [01:12.21] | Play me my song. |
| [01:13.29] | Here it comes again. |
| [01:18.81] | Play me my song. |
| [01:20.01] | Here it comes again. |
| [01:45.21] | Just a little bit, |
| [01:48.63] | Just a little bit more time, |
| [01:52.32] | Time left to live out my life. |
| [03:22.14] | Play me my song. |
| [03:23.16] | Here it comes again. |
| [03:28.83] | Play me my song. |
| [03:30.03] | Here it comes again. |
| [05:05.97] | Old King Cole was a merry old soul, |
| [05:09.48] | And a merry old soul was he. |
| [05:10.05] | So he called for his pipe, |
| [05:17.79] | And he called for his bowl, |
| [05:22.86] | And he called for his fiddlers three. |
| [05:28.05] | But the clock, tick-tock, |
| [05:31.86] | On the mantlepiece - |
| [07:17.28] | And I want, and I feel, and I know, and I touch, |
| [07:18.12] | Her warmth... |
| [07:46.29] | She's a lady, she's got time, |
| [07:51.21] | Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. |
| [08:12.84] | She's a lady, she is mine. |
| [08:21.18] | Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. |
| [08:39.36] | I've been waiting here for so long |
| [08:45.90] | And all this time has passed me by |
| [08:48.69] | It doesn't seem to matter now |
| [09:01.20] | You stand there with your fixed expression |
| [09:06.42] | Casting doubt on all I have to say. |
| [09:14.28] | Why don't you touch me, touch me, |
| [09:16.35] | Why don't you touch me, touch me, |
| [09:19.95] | Touch me now, now, now, now, now... |
| [00:00.00] | Written: Banks Collins Gabriel Hackett Rutherford Phillips |
| [00:02.91] | While Henry HamiltonSmythe minor 8 was playing croquet with |
| [00:13.35] | Cynthia Jane De BlaiseWilliam 9, sweetsmiling Cynthia raised |
| [00:14.67] | her mallet high and gracefully removed Henry' s head. Two weeks |
| [00:15.96] | later, in Henry' s nursery, she discovered his treasured musical |
| [00:17.46] | box. Eagerly she opened it and as " Old King Cole" began to play, |
| [00:20.10] | a small spirit figure appeared. Henry had returned but not for |
| [00:21.75] | long, for as he stood in the room his body began ageing rapidly, |
| [00:23.10] | leaving a child' s mind inside. A lifetime' s desires surged through |
| [00:24.39] | him. Unfortunately the attempt to persuade Cynthia Jane to fulfill |
| [00:27.39] | his romantic desire led his nurse to the nursery to investigate |
| [00:28.89] | the noise. Instinctively Nanny hurled the musical box at the |
| [00:30.24] | bearded child, destroying both. |
| [00:30.87] | Play me Old King Cole |
| [00:31.44] | That I may join with you, |
| [00:31.89] | All your hearts now seem so far from me |
| [00:34.08] | It hardly seems to matter now. |
| [00:48.24] | And the nurse will tell you lies |
| [00:48.84] | Of a kingdom beyond the skies. |
| [00:55.08] | But I am lost within this halfworld, |
| [01:03.81] | It hardly seems to matter now. |
| [01:12.21] | Play me my song. |
| [01:13.29] | Here it comes again. |
| [01:18.81] | Play me my song. |
| [01:20.01] | Here it comes again. |
| [01:45.21] | Just a little bit, |
| [01:48.63] | Just a little bit more time, |
| [01:52.32] | Time left to live out my life. |
| [03:22.14] | Play me my song. |
| [03:23.16] | Here it comes again. |
| [03:28.83] | Play me my song. |
| [03:30.03] | Here it comes again. |
| [05:05.97] | Old King Cole was a merry old soul, |
| [05:09.48] | And a merry old soul was he. |
| [05:10.05] | So he called for his pipe, |
| [05:17.79] | And he called for his bowl, |
| [05:22.86] | And he called for his fiddlers three. |
| [05:28.05] | But the clock, ticktock, |
| [05:31.86] | On the mantlepiece |
| [07:17.28] | And I want, and I feel, and I know, and I touch, |
| [07:18.12] | Her warmth... |
| [07:46.29] | She' s a lady, she' s got time, |
| [07:51.21] | Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face. |
| [08:12.84] | She' s a lady, she is mine. |
| [08:21.18] | Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh. |
| [08:39.36] | I' ve been waiting here for so long |
| [08:45.90] | And all this time has passed me by |
| [08:48.69] | It doesn' t seem to matter now |
| [09:01.20] | You stand there with your fixed expression |
| [09:06.42] | Casting doubt on all I have to say. |
| [09:14.28] | Why don' t you touch me, touch me, |
| [09:16.35] | Why don' t you touch me, touch me, |
| [09:19.95] | Touch me now, now, now, now, now... |