That's What Jazz Is To Me Songtext

JazzFire eating drag-queens dressed as society whoresCrazy two timing bitches running roundGhetto blasting blasters, blasting magnificentlyBlossoms falling from the cherry treesThat's what jazz is to me High buildings with crippled backs circle around my dreamsI clutch at the greasy tails of my dreamsWhite blossom falling from the cherry treesThat's what jazz is to me Ten bottles standing in a row military styleWith hats pulled low over their browsA thousand wasted hoursSkeletons entwined fucking and braying ? fieldsBlossoms falling from the cherry treeThat's what jazz is to me History repeating itself like aAll the great cars of the world in one massive collisionAll the doctors swallowed up by one incompetenceAll the great theorists and teachers eaten alive ...Religious extacy and a blossom falling from a cherry treeThat's what jazz is to me Blind fish being used as musical scalesSharks puffed for fish and whalesI long to be by the sea where a blossom falls from a cherry treeThat's what jazz is to me Three forms, four forms, five forms, six forms,Seven forms, eight forms, nine forms,A blossom falling from the cherry treeThat's what jazz is to me As Einstein said about his theoryI love, I love, I love, I love jazzIt's in your heart, it's in your soul, it's in your mindThe colour of death, sweet vanilla essenceRichard Harris and Donald PleasanceAnd a cherry blossom falling from a cherry treeThat's what jazz is to me