Jazz
Jazz
Floating through sapce
Time has no meaning
Large empty space
Time isn't there
Grooving through time
Life has no meaning
Sexualization of the jazz
Jazz
Crawling through time
Finding the gold
Digging deep through the Earth looking for gold
But finding only space
Jazz
*Scat*
Stinky jazz
Ahhhh
Floating through jazz
Time has no meaning
Forty five minutes of non stop jazz
I'm sorry I was mistaken
It's two hours n seventy eight minutes of non-stop jazz!
You cannot stop the jazz
You cannot quite quite comprehend the jazz
But you can smell the jazz
Can you taste the jazz?
It tastes like honeysuckle dew drops from the breeze of ancient Machians
You're not quite sure that you want the jazz
You do not like the jazz
You're pretty sure that you hate the jazz
And yet you want the jazz
Jazz
Who put the devil into my jazz?
I said, who put Beelzeboss into my jazz?
Who put Satan into my jazz?
Was it you?
Was it you?
Who did it?
There's Satan in my jazz
The devil's in my jazz
Too much satan in my jazz
Jazz
Me and Kage are hungry
We're hungry for some jazz
That's Kones on electric
That's Spike on the bass
Thats Brooks on the drums
And that's Kage in your face
And little old me on the vocs, the vox
The thing that you know to be true, yeah
A direction for the D
It's absolutely certain that we will sell many records this way
But that's not why we do it, no
There's simply nothing to it, no
Our hearts have lead us this way
But have our hearsts lead us astray?
Yes!
I'm afraid our hearsts have lead us stray,
Why do you do it?
Why you do us this way?
Because the jazz
Has no meaning
*Scat*
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it coming from way down below?
That the feeling, don't you know
Of the scatman
The jazzman
It's an ancient jazz
Some ancient kind of jazz
The sweet taste of jazz
All that sweet, delicious jazz
All that scumptious jazz
Get inside the jazz
Let it take you higher
Let it take you all the way
To the other side
Of the universe of your soul
Jazz
And stop!