reflective poem written to Jayne Cortez's 'Blues Bop For Diz'
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Lyrics
Diz, Diz, Dizzy, the beautiful horn. (x 3)
Lightin’ up the sky with a scoop of the soul
Diz, Diz, Dizzy, the beautiful horn. (x 3)
Lightin’ up the night with a scoop of the soul
Oop bop sha bam, a delectable horn.
Snap you outta slump (au)ral sex in the morn.
Blare sharp; little goosepimple shit;
Caster tingling hairs with a broomhandle stick.
Beautiful spider fingers; Dragon Lung.
Secret treasure Dizzy wax inside the attic trunk.
Wailin’ through human trumpet, token rust,
Diz, I got a zeppelin; I need your grill to blow it up.
Oop bop ta dow, he blew with a snarl.
Snappy slap in the face of cats who brood on tomorrow.
Follow Diz with a world on his lips
But come prepared for life if this your first sonic trip.
Dizzy. South Carolina and salt peanuts.
Cookin’ up the images ‘til every kid could see ‘em.
Fission for the kids.
Trying to spin a little bit of vision for the Diz.
Oop bop sha bam, Excalibur toots
And Arthur blow heroic ‘til his talent turns truth.
You don’t play trumpet; you play crunk-pet.
The notes from it funky up the ugly morning slump kit.
Diz, Diz, Dizzy, the beautiful horn. (x 3)
Lightin’ up the sky with a scoop of the soul
Diz, Diz, Dizzy, the beautiful horn. (x 3)
Lightin’ up the night with a scoop of the soul
