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— by David Plahm

Funky Fusion Twice Baked

Funky Fusion Twice Baked

Jazz is hip
Jazz is cool
Jazz is sung
By me and you

Biddy biddy bop

Jazz is razz
Jazz is bluezz
Jazz rockzz
Digs us to the core

Groovy groovy jazzy funky

Jazz is swing
Jazz is smooth
Jazz is the heartbeat
Of our groove

Rhythm keeps flowin’ an’ Drip’s the M.C.

Jazz is the rhythm
Jazz is the soul
Jazz is the music
That makes us whole

Sweet sugar pop sugar pop rocks

Jazz is timeless
Jazz is free
Jazz is the language
Between you and me

Notes that I float sung like a lullaby

Jazz is the dance
Jazz is the night
Jazz is the park
In the soft moonlight

Floatin’ like a butterfly

Jazz is emotion
Jazz is fire
Jazz is the sound
Of our deepest desire

Drippin’ in your dome. makes you zone and bop

Jazz is life
Jazz is love
Jazz is the sky
With stars above

Up down round and round, rhymes profound

Jazz is love
Direct from the soul
See what conspires
See what inspires
When you have a muse

Jazz is life
In every note played
In every rhythm swayed
In melodies intertwined
Connecting hearts and minds

Jazz is a journey
From dusk to dawn
An endless song
In this dance of life
Where we belong
With strength and freedom
Hearts beating strong

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5 COURSES IN BLUE
The words of poet & lyricist, David Plahm, set to melodies by vocalist, Elena Welch

5 Courses in Blue

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