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5,000 light years from Birdland
But I'm still preachin' the rhythm Long-gone, uptight years from Birdland An' I'm still teachin' it with 'emYears from the land of the Bird An' I am still feelin' the spirit 5,000 light years from Birdland But I know people can hear itBird named it, Bird made it, Bird heard it, then played it Well-stated! Birdland-- it happened down in BirdlandOh!In the middle of that hub I remember one jazz club Where we went to pat feet Down on fifty-secon' streetEverybody heard that word That they named it after BirdWhere the rhythm swooped and swirled The jazz corner of the worldAn' the cats they gigged in there Were beyond compareBirdland - I'm singin' Birdland Birdland - Ol' swingin' BirdlandHey, man, the music really turns you on! Y' turn me on, Really, y' turn me aroun' 'N turn me onDown them stairs, lose them cares - where? Down in Birdland Total swing, bop was king - there Down in Birdland Bird would cook, May would look - where? Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - there Down in Birdland Basie blew, Blakey too - where? Down in Birdland Cannonball played that hall - there Down in Birdland Yeah---There may never be nothin' such as that No Mo' - No Mo' Down in Birdland, that's where it was at I know - I know Back in them days bop was ridin' high Hello! 'n goodbye!How well those cats remember Their first Birdland gig To play in Birdland is an honor we still dig Yeah---that club was like-- In another world, sure enough-- Yeah, baby All o' the cats had the cookin' on People just sat an' they was steady lookin' on Then Bird--he came 'n spread the word-- BirdlandYes, indeed, he did Yes, indeed, he did Yes, indeed, he did Yes, he did, Parker played at Birdland Yes, he really did Yes, indeed, he really did Yes, he really did Told the truth down in Birdland Yes, indeed he did, Charlie Parker played in BirdlandYes, indeed, he really did Charlie Parker played in BirdlandBird named it, Bird made it, Bird heard it, Then played it Well-stated! Birdland It happened down in BirdlandEverybody dug that beat Everybody stomped their feet Everybody digs be-bop An' they'll never stopDown them stairs, lose them cares - yeah! Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah! Down in BirdlandBird would cook, May would look - yeah, Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - yeah! Down in Birdland Basie blew, Blakey too - yeah! Down in BirdlandCannonball played that hall - yeah Down in BirdlandDown them stairs, lose them cares - yeah Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah Down in BirdlandBird would cook, May would look - yeah, Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - yeah! Down in BirdlandBasie blew, Blakey too - yeah! Down in Birdland Cannonball played that hall - yeah Down in BirdlandDown them stairs, lose y' cares -yeah Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah Down in BirdlandBird would cook, May would look - yeah, Down in BirdlandBackground Solo: Come in pairs down them stairs, lose y' cares Them that dares gits it!Pay the gate, don't be late It's a date! - whattay' know If y' dig, then you'll dig, it's a groove Quite a groove, 'cause y' t' move Come in twos, pay your duesWhat can you lose? Just your blues! So lose them!The band swingin' one and all and what a ball! Yeah!Music is good, music is better than good Pretty good Very nice Really very good - things are bein' like they should Very good -- very good -- very goodAll y' gotta do is lend an ear An' listen to it Then y' dig a little sooner than soon You'll be diggin' everything diggin' all the musicWhat a ball!How y' gonna figure out A way t' bring it all about amid a Lot o' other music on the set'n on The scene know what I mean? How y' gonna separate the music from the scene 'Gonna have t' keep the memory clean Y' gonna hear a lotta' sound -- a lotta soun' |
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If you ever
Plan to motor west Travel my way, take the highway that's the best Get your kicks on Route 66It winds from Chicago to LA More than two thousand miles all the way Hey, get your kicks on Route 66Now you go through St. Louie Joplin, Missouri And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty Hey Janis, now you'll see Amarillo Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff Arizona Don't forget Winona Kingman, Barstow, San BernadinoWon't you get hip to this timely tip When you make that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66Now you go through St. Louie Joplin, Missouri And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty Now you'll see Amarillo Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff Arizona Don't forget Winona Kingman, Barstow, San BernadinoWon't you get hip to this timely tip When you make that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66Get your kicks on Route six six Get your kicks on Route 66 Get your kicks on Route six sixWhoo whoo ------ |
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| 5:45 |
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Last time Last time I saw Jeannine She looked just like a royal queen And she cruised by With some wealthy guy In a Cadillac limousine Last time Last time I saw JeannineLast time Last time I saw Jeannine Recall when we were seventeen I was a beau 'Twas not so long ago But too short Of that long lost dream To satisfy JeannineNow she's gone from me Moved away from the old neighborhood And I'm certain She's gone for goodLast time Last time I saw Jeannine The dollar signs stood in between It was a love lost to the rising cost But since then, I have never seen I have never seen JeannineInstrumental soloNow she's gone from me Moved away from the old neighborhood And I'm certain She's gone for goodLast time Last time I saw Jeannine The dollar signs stood in between It was a love lost to the rising cost But since then, I have never seen I have never seen JeannineLast time Last time I saw Jeannine Last time Last time I saw JeannineScat sectionHey cats - are you ready? Oh Jeannine (Jeannine) Jeannine (Jeannine)Last time Last time I saw Jeannine -- Last time I saw Jeannine -- |
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| 4:01 |
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Gentle one
Malaise En Malaisie Secure a cure to see this favor, won't you send me Two might be in love in Malaisie It's so bittersweet, Malaise haunting me So inseparable, Malaise En MalaisieRequited love said adieu Asian eyes rendezvous And my heart beats unanswered Love burns fast, love burns true Mon amour I need you Come to me my entrancer Long ago we vowed this love unsung Now I write so perplexed and numbGentle one Malaise En Malaisie Secure a cure to see this favor, won't you send me Two might be in love in Malaisie It's so bittersweet, Malaise haunting me So inseparable, Malaise En MalaisieA silent cry cools the night Jungles hide you from sight Indonesia confesses My passion calls out your name Fever runs through my brain Like a maze of oppression Chances are you'll say "Too late, au revoir" Still I write this prayer from MalasiaGentle one Malaise En Malaisie Secure a cure to see this favor, won't you send me Two might be in love in Malaisie It's so bittersweet, Malaise haunting me So inseparable, Malaise En Malaisie |
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| 5. |
| 2:21 |
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Trickle, Trickle, Splash,Splash Tell me how long will thisrain last The rain keeps droppin',there ain't no stoppin', Tell mehow long will this rain last Trickle,Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got tosee my seat don&
7978; drop She's therewaitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tellme just when this rain will stop Ronnie,dig my clothes here boy, One buttonrow Well, you know I'm sharp, asa tack, Say can you lend me yourCadillac Gotta go, gotta go to aparty - yeah Please lend me yourshow Well if I can't take it, Youknow I can't make it, I won't seemy baby no more. Ronnie,she's sweet, she's fine yeh boy, AndI love her so. Well if I don't makethe party, Man - she sure to blow. Gottago, gotta go to the party - yeh, Pleaselend me your show, Well if I can'ttake it, you know I can't make it, Iwon't see my baby no more. Trickle,Trickle, Slop, Slop Just got tosee my seat don& 7978; drop She's therewaitin' and I'm hesitatin' Tellme how long will this rain last Tellme how long will it last |
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| 3:41 |
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Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City He's kind of tall He's really fine Some day I hope to make him mine, all mine And he's neat And oh so sweet And just the way he looked at me He swept me off my feet Ooo whee, you ought to come and see How he walks And how he talks Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City He's really down And he's no clown He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town And he's cute In his mohair suit And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot Ooo whee, say you ought to come and see His dueling scar And brand new car Every time he says he loves me Chills run down my spine Every time he wants to kiss me He makes me feel so fine Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Well he can dance (He can dance, take a chance with a little ro-) And make romance (mance baby, cause he's a looker) That's when I feel in love With just one glance (He's sweet talking and cool) He was shy And so was I And now I know I'll never, ever say goodbye Ooo whee, say you ought to come and see He's the most From coast to coast Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City |
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| 5:03 |
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The light is bending early
Around the prodigal The gunner whispers gently His shadow on the wall The crowd is bursting from me A single animal It finds its freedom early They're going to take it allThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing headsA falling body near me A silent angry cry A miracle of purpose Looks up into the sky A camera crew is running The world is shrinking fast Tonight you drink your coffee And watch the world aghastThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing headsA camera crew is running The world is shrinking fast Tonight you drink your coffee And watch the world aghastThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing headsThis independence We are the metal shell 0,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing heads |
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| 4:06 |
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When traveling abroad in the continentalstyle It's my belief that one mustattempt to be discreet And subsequentlybear in mind your transient position Allowsyou a perspective that's unique Thoughyou'll find your itinerary's a blessingand a curse Your wanderlust won'tlet you settle down And you wonderhow you ever fathomed that you'dbe content To stay within the citylimits of a small midwestern town Mostvagabonds I knowed don't ever wantto find the culprit That remainsthe object of their long relentlessquest The obsession's in the chasingand not the apprehending The pursuityou see and never the arrest Withoutfear or contradiction Bon Voyageis often hollered In conjunctionwith a handkerchief from shore Bya girl that drives a Rambler andfurthermore Is overly concernedthat she won't see him anymore Planesand trains and boats and buses Characteristicallyevoke a common attitude of blue Unlessyou have a suitcase and a ticketand a passport And the cargo thatthey're carrying is you A foreignaffair juxtaposed with a stateside Anddomestically approved romantic fancy Ismysteriously attractive due to circumstancesknowing I will only be parlayedinto a memory
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| 4:29 |
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Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was; Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good Some people knew him by the Bean But Hawkins was his nameHe sure could swing and play pretty too Sounds good to me -- should sound good to you I love to hear him playing Body and Soul Very pleasing to the earWhen I first heard it on the record I just stopped-- right there, Sounded like a band of angels in the sky, And I have never ever heard a sweeter tone I fact I pay no 'ttention to the saxophone 'Til Coleman Hawkins came along and spoke to everyone -- Saying better listen won't you hear me, While I play for you --Sometimes it's hot Then again it's blue My soul just seems to wander, Pleasing each and everyone -- It's what I've long been craving forThe doors have not been always open, But I am trying to please you. Please don't stop me. Hope you like it folksAnd then he started cookin' -- Everytime he played Some melodic melody fast or slow You could tell that it was Hawkins --No other one ever has Quite captured his tone Just he alone -- Has the sound that penetrates It will sure go right through you Yes it will -- And every gives you just another thrillThen along came Eddie Jefferson He sang the melody like Hawkins played it He sang it true He sang it blue Made words for it tooAll his fans in New York loved him There's no one above him Here in the USA I've heard 'em say ol' Eddie was the manOh how he could sing Man did he swing Sang on the wing, did his own thing Yes he didThroughout the country -- Music lovers are still wiggin' on Eddie's singin' All around the world -- he is known Rhythm was his special joy -- He swung it like a hornHe must have been born to be a singer 'Cause his lyrics were so sincere and true Funny sad or blue Oh yeah!And we've got to remind you Many years it took him Singing every day to achieve his first claim to fameHe was twenty years ahead of his time And he knew it But he kept right on-a singing He went all around the world making rhythm 'Cause music sure was in him and he knew it wasSang with Moody and Richie Cole He could sing it just like Bird But his forte was the words he wrote to Music that he sangSo he sang, and he sang And he sang his words so clever And I know they'll silence him never 'Cause he cut this masterpieceAnd now we're trying to sing it for you Hope the Bean and Eddie both would still approve There we go We didn't mean to reminisce You can surely bet That we won't forget 'Cause we hear them yet Goodbye |
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3 AM
Nowhere else to go It's 3 AM and I miss you so Couples are departing soon they'll all be gone Now another day is starting Still I linger on withBlue Champagne Purple shadows and blue champagne With the echoes that still remain I keep a blue rendezvousBubbles rise Like a fountain before my eyes And they suddenly crystallize To form a vision of youAll the plans we started, all the songs we sang Each little dream we knew Seems to overtake me Like a boomerang Blue is the sparkle, gone is the tangIt's your refrain, Keeps returning, as I remain With all the memories and blue champagne To toast the dream that was you I'm bluer than blue champagne |
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Somewhere there's music, how faint the tune
Somewhere there's heaven, How high the moon There is no moon above where love is far away too 'Til it comes true That you love me as I love youSomewhere there's music, how near how far Somewhere there's heaven, it's where you are The darkest night would shine if you would come to me soon Until you will be still my heart How high the moon!Guitar SoloSomewhere there's music, how faint the tune Somewhere there's a heaven, How high the moon There is no moon above where love is far away too Until you will, be still my heart How high the moon! |
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When I hear this melody This strangeillusion takes over me Through atunnel of the mind Perhaps a presentor future time oh, oh Out of nowherecomes this sound This melody thatkeeps spinning 'round & 'round Pyramidallocomotion From a mystic unknownzone Hearin' the twilight Hearin'the twilight tone Unpretentiousgirl from Memphis Saw the futurethrough her third eye People camewith skepticism Picking, testingher precision, no, wo, oh, oh Suddenlythey heard this sound This melodythat keeps spinning 'round & 'round Asignpost up ahead is calling Throughthe mystic unknown zone Hearin'the twilight Twilight swept away,feelin' the rhythm Hearin' the twilight Twilightswept away, ba da, loo da, ba daloo da Hearin' the twilight Twilighttone Submitted for your approval.One Mr. Miller, who's about to takea trip into oddness and obsolescene,through a zone whose boundariesare that of imagination. Accompanyinghim on this journey is the mesmerizing soundof the Twilight Tone. On a cold& rainy night One Mister Millerhad a rare flight Glen was up thereboppin' a rhythm Then the enginestopped to listen with him Playthat beat, oh, oh Suddenly he heardthis sound This melody that keepsspinning 'round & 'round Now heresides and plays trombone In themystic unknown zone Hearin' thetwilight (Ooooooh, twilight) Hearin'the twilight (Hearin' the twilight)
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Take a seat and cool it 'cause unless you overrule it
We are ready to show you some blowin' A rompin' and a stompin' is a lot of fun Four brothers who are blowin' our hornsSo settle down an' listen 'cause you don't know what you're missin' And we're ready to give you a showin' A movin' it 'n groovin' it has just begun Four brothers who are blowin' our hornsWe got a little message that you're gonna enjoy Ain't no sense in dodgin' the facts So settle in your easy chair an' if you ever had a care - forget it, It's time to relaxWe might as well admit it, we're the best that ever did it But in case you ain't too sure a knowin' We're gonna let you listen to us one by one Four brothers who are blowin' our hornsHow'd ya do, I'm talkin' about you It's very nice to know that you have really taken time to listen to me blow 'Cause as sure as I'm born, I'm blowin' my horn It's me baby, I'm blowin', zootin' it up And I hope you dig the sounds I'm makin' more'n any other Now I must go for it's time for you to listen to my other brotherI think the chick's talkin' 'bout me so I'd better go 'n see I'm hip that she knows a horn is very best to greet you That's the reason I'm blowin' so snappily I don't know what ya got, but it thrills me an' I hope to have a lot 'Cause it puts me in clover So baby, if you would like to dig my other brother You're gonna have to turn the record overHey hey hey Who ya talkin' about, say who ya talkin' about Did I hear you say you'd duce your other brother 'Cause in case I heard you talkin' about three, that's me Pleased to meet you, how'd you do, how are you, nothing new, How is everything with you? Whattya say I leave this jazz up to my brother --Dig dig dig my Long Island sound I hope you're puttin' it down You got me in a mood that's so romantic If you notice you can dig this silly old act Because I'm actin' so distracted when I dig you Pretty baby you will never know how much I really dig you You have got me so excited that I goofed blowin' my hornOoh bop the news is gettin' around, we're really puttin' it down We're glad of fact that you enjoy it and we wish we had the time to give you more Thank you for the compliment You told us we were better just as if we didn't know it We're hip that we're the best, we're over all the rest We're in the modern school, we always play it cool, we never play the fool The honkers and the squeakers might be stealin' the show But we don't go for that, so while we blowHi-ho, lackadaise, for it's a natural fact I ain't no kin, but I would like to get in the act!Well get outta here, get outta here, get outta here Now fellas we appreciate him makin you mad, But we must ask you to apologize Because after all he's in our bandFour brothers, four brothers, four brothers Although we sound like more Four brothers, four brothers, four brothers We're really only fourWe like to blow but we don't know how time can fly and how our cares pass away We wish the time would never go so we could take our time an' blow 'til judgement dayFour brothers, four brothers, four brothers Now just one final word:I'd like to know you and I hope I don't forget you It's really a pleasure and I hope I don't look silly to you I'm hopin' the story that I told did not upset you Sorry now in conclusion were you hoping that you heard fourSo just before we go we want you to know --- We're glad you let us show you how we always end up with that jazz (We don't call for back up on the road) Oh - ohhh!!!! |
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Operator
Give me information Information Give me long distance Long distance Give me heaven...(Two, three) Operator Information Give me Jesus on the line Operator Information I'd like to speak to a friend of mine Oh prayer is the number Faith is the exchange Heaven is the street And Jesus is his name Operator Information Please give me Jesus on the lineOperator Information Won't you tell me why Tell me why Operator Information Don't try to tell me What number to call My mother used this number When I was very small And everytime she dialed it She always got 't call the Operator Information Please give me Jesus on the lineOperator Information Please hurry if you can Oh Operator Information Please connect me With the man Don't worry 'bout the money You know I will pay the charge Just give me on the line I'm callin' from my heart Operator Information Please give me Jesus on the line Please give me Jesus on the lineWon't you please - Give me Jesus Give me Jesus on the lineYeah! |
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Down on the corner there's a reasonto smile When those evenin' shadowsfall Some kinda feelin' that it'shard to deny Once the neon lightsstart to call People out there searchin'for action Daytime distraction slippin'right on by Tonight, let's tastethe spice of life Keep it sweetuntil the mornin' light Watch fantasyunfold And let the lovin' flow Caughtin the madness of a summer romance Ata moonlight rendezvous Lost in thespirit of a sensual dance That cancast a spell over you All you need'sa night to remember Flyin' togetheron the highest high Tonight, let'staste the spice of life A littlemusic and some candlelight Put passionin control And let the lovin' flow Couldbe the start of a million dreamswe share So lay back in the feelin'let the evenin' take you there Allwe need is a night to remember Flyin'together on the highest high Tonight,let's taste the spice of life Alittle music and some candlelight Putpassion in control And let the lovin'flow All night we'll taste the spiceof life Keep it sweet until themornin' light Watch fantasy unfold That'sthe only way to go
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Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop, BoopBop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boop bop,Boop Bop Way down South, in Birmingham Imean South, in Alabam' There's aplace Where people go to dance thenight away It's a junction Wherethe town folk meet At each functionin their best they'll greet you Saxsolo Scat solo Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' Thatold place Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Boop bop, Boop Bop Boopbop, Boop Bop Way down South,in Birmingham I mean South, in Alabam' 'Ansold place Where people go to dancethe night away They all drive orwalk for miles To get blues - thatsouthern style, So blue - it'llmake you want to dance the nightaway Tuxedo Junction - where I wantto be
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