Jazz

Oh lady fish in my ceiling, oh that serpentary like eye

Why she don't fly away on that eastern seaboard in the sky

What with the salt spray and when I'm away

I'm want to live eleven times should I find out why she cries for eleven

Yes, she always cries for eleven

Could it be that you submerged just to see if I was keen

To know if man was machine but with blood and heart that won't fire, just won't fire

Down to ever ready days of delight, I love so, so, so many

Mind affixed but the song it moves so quick

Yellow shards of light, down, up, down, sick, lovesick, bullshit, yeah

Shake, shake rolling forever

Lightning in me

Smooth dwell I could never sell for all I had

I made your translucent legs fall between heaven and hell

Heaven it lies in me

Oh silver ponds of black magic clicking pages on fire

[?] I’m on fire

I’m on fire

Put on fire

On fire

Jazz, jazz, jazz oh pizazz

Your idea of control don't work is it coming undone I think she has, oh yeah

Well Timmy fell like iron he's the dust of a lion and the dust is in us

Sitting on a bus with a plastic beauty

She says: I can't even believe you don't want to fuck me — yeah

But you’re a low life ain't you, you’re a low life, that's sucking from me

[?] Heal in all the things down on every street

[?] Healing all the things that can't ever repeat

Well she twinkled sweetly with brown pink toes

And me with stench and pencils to the bone

This is our home, this is – is our home, this is our home

Well my baby feeds from a fleece borrowed from a beast

And she's in bliss I'm gonna see what she think about this

Introduce her to Townes, Waits and Kerouacky

Yeah gonna see what she think about that eh yeah

And the times gonna come just to tell me how did I know

[?] Time’s gonna kill him just tell me how did I know

But how did I know

But how did I know

But how did I know

Put the lights on fire

Worlds on fire

Streets on fire

Nights on fire

Woohoo-ooh