followed the sound of music Not up a hill ... but down to an old wharf shack Inside I heard the trumpet call I salute to the champions on the wall And in the Jazz
time You feel all right when you hear that music ring You step inside but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go
foretold The 90's, will be the decade of a jazz thing "I love jazz music" [x3] [Primo scratches "I love jazz music"] A jazz thing...
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
Charts warn zu der Zeit Madonna und Phil Collins Joe Cocker, weisse Rocker oder hochstens mal die Rolling Stones Bi uns tu hus war die Musik der Jazz
Yo, now if you're hip to me, then I guess you heard "Bass" but I got another instrument to flaunt in your face It's not a flute or a trumpet, don't beef
time You feel alright when you hear that music ring You step inside but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
her Prelude to a Kiss Ev'n the trumpet player's smilin' now She's walkin' the line, scattin' in rhyme, she's a divine jewel of jazz She's brazen, simply
meets a jazz band. At first Tubby doesn't know how to fit in, but the band shows him that the tune he learned from the Bullfrog can be jazz, too. The
Music & Lyrics by Alan Paul & Les Pierce It was cool in the fifties scattin' to jazz and be-bop It was the sound they were throwin' down From LA to
Jive talk theatric, musical vibes, spark tribes Cab Calloway style, spinnin' forty-fives Live city melodic, the night life jazz scene Jungle mama jazz
's plenty more that I could name but ya'll won't put them to use anyway I love jazz my man we got the jazz we got the jazz [DAVID SANBORN] ha ha.... ...
followed the sound of music Not up a hill but down to an old wharf shack Inside I heard the trumpets call I salute to the champions on the wall And in the jazz
Network was its beating heart The place with action first got it start Back when jazz was king on the south side of Chicago I still can hear those silver trumpets
