Tunes in meter five
are sung jazz, not jive.
Dave, in fifty-nine
made this rhythm shine;
with drums, bass, and sax
laid this winning wax
he, on piano
na nana, nana.
Funky Latin beat
having such conceit.
writ by Desmond, Paul;
played by one and all.
Lyrics by Lola;
ola payola!
It’s alright, take five,
I’m alive take five.
Now a classic tune
flies you to the moon;
tune in meter five
truly did survive.
And it is a pain to live
it is a complaint to live
I contemplate to pilates
my friend
to live as a pirate I say
to right to water to woe
wo wonder wood wouldy
ro eh? Eh
ech H ...uh,
each compass
that ass
You see me
'tis only meing
becoming
the demise
the demonstration
of one little tree.
PS
Payola
fix roads ffor access to minority groups and indian groups and use tax money to do it.
Audio pop
Sniff the notes
Smiley stereo the pop recordings
Rhythm and blues
Heart so jazzed up
Country western cowboys snooze
Passionate is the stereo recorder payola
Silent stenography
Turntable record player
A tap happy cassette
Transfers to 8-track tralalalala
This and a concert music
And masked voices
Symphony
12/28/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr
A young lady from Venezuala
Considered by many a bit of a failure,
Opened a cafe selling pabell'on criolla,
Hugely successful she made much payola,
Sucking on a cigar she's now dressed by a tailor.
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