Take Five

As a boy I was amazed
by the way jazz was meant to be played,
listen to the base,
look at the drums,
look at the way he plays.

The jack with the baloon lungs,
burning drags, I dig.
The heat, the hep,
the beat and the cat.
To jive and jump in the jam,
I’m a smoking scat, man!
And we’re just a two beat band.

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