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.
David Bowie told us, though I haven’t seen it yet
It puts it in your mouth when it takes a cigarette *
It’s important in the kitchen
It can even have a stitch in
Most of us are hoping for as much as we can get
*
Sometimes you have less than you need
For it can run out at such speed
You cannot inspect it
You cannot collect it
But wanting some more isn’t greed
*
You cannot have this on your legs,
your face or on your toothy pegs
An idle man stands
With this on his hands
His workmate for more of it begs
*
Albert Einstein had a really good trick
It will reverse if you whizz round real quick
I spun on the spot
Just dizzy I got
Was Albert Einstein a little bit thick
*
In order to gauge it man invented clocks
Each chronograph got a decorative box
I cannot say who
Made some go cuckoo
There’s one in my kitchen, it ticks and it tocks
[* ‘Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth’, from Rock n Roll Suicide by David Bowie]
As she sighs along to the quiet,
she hears a pleasant whisper.
It is her own enchanted voice.
For she has some time to think.
She hears a pleasant whisper,
As she let's the wave of still surround her,
for she has some time to think.
And soaked in flooded moments,
as she let's the wave of still surround her,
it is her own enchanted voice.
And soaked in flooded moments,
as she sighs along to the quiet.
still green
this theme
Tribute to Dave Brubeck's 1961 no 1 hit