That's What Jazz Is To Me

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds · Other Songs - Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

Jazz



[Incomprehensible]



Fire eating drag queens dressed as society whores



Crazy two timing bitches running round [Incomprehensible]



Ghetto blasting blasters, blasting magnificently



Blossoms falling from the cherry trees



That's what jazz is to me



High buildings with crippled backs



Circle around my dreams



I clutch at the greasy tails of my dreams



White blossom falling from the cherry trees



That's what jazz is to me



Ten bottles standing in a row military style



With hats pulled low over their brows



A thousand wasted hours



Skeletons entwined fucking and braying



[Incomprehensible]



Blossoms falling from the cherry tree



That's what jazz is to me



History repeating itself like a thing aloof



All the great cars of the world in one massive collision



All the doctors swallowed up by one incompetence



All the great theorists and teachers eaten alive



[Incomprehensible]



Religious ecstasy and a blossom falling from a cherry tree



That's what jazz is to me



Blind fish being used as musical scales



Sharks puffed for fish and whales



I long to be by the sea



Where a blossom falls from a cherry tree



That's what jazz is to me



Three forms, four forms, five forms, six forms



Seven forms, eight forms, nine forms, yeah



A blossom falling from the cherry tree



That's what jazz is to me



As Einstein said about his theory



I love it, I love it, I love jazz



It's in your heart



It's in your soul



It's in your mind



The color of death, sweet vanilla essence



Richard Harris and Donald Pleasance



And a cherry blossom falling from a cherry tree



That's what jazz is to me