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