Floating through space 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
Stinky jazz
Flowing through jazz Time has no meaning Forty-five minutes of non stop jazz I'm sorry I was mistaken It's two hours and seventy-eight minutes of non-stop jazz
You cannot stop the jazz You cannot cut, quite cut off the head of jazz
But you can smell the jazz Can you taste the jazz? It tastes like honeysuckle dew drops from the breeze of ancient nations
I'm not quite sure that you want the jazz You cannot like the jazz You're pretty sure that you hate the jazz And yet you are 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 is in my jazz Too much Satan in my jazz
Me and Kage are hungry We're hungry for some jazz That's Kones on electric That's Spike on the bass That's Brooks on the drums That's Kage in your face
And little ol' me on voc's The vox The thing you know to be true Yeah
A new 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 led us this way But have our hearts led us astray?
Yes
I'm afraid our hearts have led us astray Why do you do it? Why you do it this way?
Because the jazz has no meaning Can you feel it? Can you feel it coming from the ugly down below? That's the feeling, don't ya know Of the scat man Jazz man It's an ancient jazz It's an ancient kind of jazz It's a sweet taste of jazz Aw, that sweet, delicious Jazz Aw, that scrumptious 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
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