Lyrics:
Blues Jazz Band

Johnny Otis took Bo Diddleys rhythm He changed it into handjive and it went like this In a little old country town one day A little old country band

"Cool.." - Rakim (cut and scratched 3X by Polo) [Kool G. Rap] I play it Kool, gettin to tour just like a jazz player Your record player ain't nothin

many, came to kick away any job Umm, cat, conniver if it's abstract I'm liable take portion cause I'll fly that head ? Dig the jazz that's closets from

Rousseau walks on trumpet paths Safaris to the heart of all that jazz Through I bars and girders, through wires and pipes The mathematic circuits of the

depuis toute gamine Elle voulait jouer cabaret Pas les madelons d'infortune Je peux vous dire qu'elle en revait D'un jazz band sous un clair de lune

and tired of all this celebration you milked the tree, You must get down I'm already down just when do you start to fake a love for jazz and blue green

Now I can say whatever I feel like to you Then keep me six crap-shooting pallbearers Let a chorus girl sing me a song Put a red-hot jazz band, we raise

beauty of Sydonian (city of ancient Phoenicia) snow neon green grass, statues made from translucent glass I'll be crazy to pass I like nigerian Jazz the blue twilight band

Rousseau walks on trumpet paths Safaris to the heart of all that jazz Through I bars and girders, through wires and pipes The mathematic circuits of the