Tag Archive for Jazz

Graffiti River Boy

The caddy stowaway

And no one knew your name

The sandy foldaway

A kiss of dewdrop swing

Jazz-rataz and glitz of fame

Dummy up or be wasted

Raz-bataz and let that brass play

Until the blues turn faded


Reserved and not disturbed

A cigarette chews your silhouette

Piano percussion soul to fold

And trombones to play grass roulette

Fumble da raz, I wish you’d spoken

Dance, cat, dance

Fritz la blitz, we were holding

Trance, man, fence


The lost river boy

And no one knew your name

Bayou fever toy

Have a mosquito Christmas

Dame the game to ambiance

You were so alone, there

Lame and drab to conceive

Lost but always found, there


To the graffiti stowaway

I always knew your name

To the rickety river boy

Your beat was stronger than your fame

You’re alone now, so smoke on the water

The humidity will steal away the pain

You can’t get tired now, so walk on further

It wouldn’t be worth it without the pain

And the jazz man slipped again

The Other Side of Lee


Weaving across the floor,

Slipping out of reach

Elusive, cunning,

A fox outfoxing, hip with hot hips,

She sizzles and twists


C’mon baeeee-by! C’mon baby please!

C’mon baby, c’mon baby dance with me!

C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon!

C’mon baby dance with me!



She: slip, slide, slither, glide.

He: groove and prance and strut.

They sidestep into each other.



You see there’s this chick…

She can’t be caught…

You see there’s this chick…

Dances with any cat…

This chick dances and hypnotizes…

Now, you see this chick…

The Sidewinder…

You close your eyes…

She’s gone…

Weaving back across the smoky room.