SIDE A IS…
the crazy sound
Of cool cat jazz drummin’
Rat-tat-tat
Boom boom blat
TI-ti-ti-TI
TI-ti-TI
TI-ti-TI
Tall, dark brother Blue…
Lookin’ clean in his pinstripe suit.
Makin’ notes on dat stand up bass
dat shake this whole damn place.
Ba-da-boom-da-boom
Da-boom
Da-boom
Ba-da-ba-boom
Da-boom
Da-boom
“OOOOHHHH WEEEEE. Somebody come lay dey hands on me
‘cause I ain’t right….
Who gone take me home tonight?
My, my
I'm feelin' FFFFFFIIIIIINNNNNEEEEEE
Ti-ti-ti-Ti
Ti-ti-Ti
Ti-ti-Ti
Hey dig dat girl
wit' da hair fulla curls
she real preddy
but she no she shol 'nough mean .
Dat der in the corner
is her bone daddy
Lawrence
If we stare at his woman long
'nough
he gone hurt us!
Boom-da-boom
da-boom-da-boom-boom
rat-tat-tat-tat
Ti
Ti-ti-Ti
Hey Freddie
you ready
to jump into
the scene
and do yo' saxaphone thing?
Dem notes take me so hiiiiggghhhhh
got me wonderin' what be beyond da' sky!
MC Joe workin' da crowd...
askin' "Is we dancin' tonight?
....is we feelin' ah'ight?"
as his sweat be drippin' all on da
chrome microphone.
Boom-da-boom
da-boom-da-boom-boom
rat-tat-tat-tat
Ti
Ti-ti-Ti
I gotta' say dat da baddest G
be on da piano keys
nigga' know he can play a lil' bit
of e'vry thang.
Oh...da moon is bright!
And da way we all is lookin'
you can't tell us poo folks
we can't have no good time....
'cause some fun n' laughs is shol
what's cookin'.
SIDE B IS...
Slow Gospel Hymns
that guilt us of last nights
sins.
Preacher man
sayin' God din seen me
an all da wickedness
that lies within'.
Mama be fannin'
and noddin'
gotta say amen afta every word.
It be two...maybe three hours
befo dat man get done.
So much condemnation
just foo takin' a lil' vacation
from da black and poo blues.
I'm dinkin' ....DAMN!
Wasn't I ever born to lose
while starin' down at my scuffed shoes.
Bobby and Mo makin' funny faces
at me.
And don't Laura Mae look so preddy.
Boom-da-boom
da-boom-da-boom-boom
rat-tat-tat-tat
Ti
Ti-ti-Ti
....Hey, what's dat?....
the crazy sound
Of cool cat jazz drummin’
Rat-tat-tat
Boom boom blat
TI-ti-ti-TI
TI-ti-TI
TI-ti-TI
In da church we be clappin'?
dat Big woman ain't singin'
slo' no mo...
but fast and boomin'!
And man, don't dat band do somethin'
to me.
Mama be smilin' and shakin' her head.
"Boy...da Holy Ghost music ain't half bad."
Boom boom blat
rat-tat-tat-tat
TI-ti-ti-TI
TI-ti-TI
TI-ti-TI
And soon I be out my seat
thankin' God!
Praisin' Jesus!
...dey say it's da Spirit dat REALLY moves
me.
I ain't gone argue
'cause what else could
it be?
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