Lyrics
Let me tell ya about the wee lads
And the snazzy jazzy tune
Green and unfettered on mock stage
In the fishbowl city
They were regarded as snazzy
I cried for the band, I cried outside
I cried for the man
Their sweat mottled, melted
Their prescription blush
I cried for the band, in the aisle
I cried for the man, snazzy
I never saw them again and if I ever do
I'm sure it will be in purgatory
Where all people will meet
And cry for the band
Our tears went unnoticed
They were snazzy, jazzy, legs like trunks of ash, trunks of tree
Turn it up for the man, turn it up for the man
WRITERS
Eleni Poulou, Mark Edward Smith
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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