Jazz And Tarantella |
LyricsThe boys expect to tangle with the wishes in their hairMake sure you play their favorite song or they begin to stare All braced for syncopation they boogie till they're sore They always take their shoes off they leave 'em by the door And blasted by the time to even up the glass The look like Jackson Pollock when they fall down on their arse All the women do the talking as the band begins to play And my jacket starts to talk to me again... again It's Friday night and bleary eyed they're drunk before they start Jazz and tarantella tell the secrets of their heart Meet you out in Kjarval's Park now don't you tell a soul I got myself a blanket a toothbrush and a towel I'll bring along a bone for dogs out baying at the moon And hung around your pretty neck that little silver spoon The chains around your ankles I promise to set free You can lie down on my blanket and then do the same for me In the café you can join the queue There's been a rush on bean curd stew Hey look at Jack without his head His shoes on fire in his chicken shed Ah! Fly away Jack ain't got no bread His jacket's caught fire and his donkey's dead Jazz and tarantella instead of the blues... Jazz and tarantella instead of the blues... All that jazz and tarantella instead of the blues |
| Short Song Description: The down-and-outs dancing |
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| Lyric Credits: JJ Soul |
| Music Credits: Ingvi Thor Kormaksson |
| Producer Credits: Edvard Larusson |
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| Performance Credits: JJ Soul Band |
| Label Credits: Hrynjandi |
| Song Length: 4:16 |
| Primary Genre: Latin-Samba |
| Secondary Genre: Latin-Jazz |
| Tempo / Feel: Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
| Lead Vocal: Male Vocal |
| Subject Matter 1: Addiction |
| Subject Matter 2: Life |
| Mood 1: Sociable |
| Mood 2: Nervous |
| Language: English |