Time: 2:31 Arranged: Brian Wilson; Lead Vocal: Mike; Backgrounds: Brian, Marilyn Wilson, Dennis, Al, Mike, and Carl; Sax: Steve Douglas, Jack Nimitz,
[with barney greenway from napalm death on vocals. ] - ("uncovered" show at ronnie scott's jazz club, london - 1/31/95) - james hetfield (metallica -
[with steve hogarth on vocals and steve rothery on guitar, ] [both from marillion. ] - ("uncovered" show at ronnie scott's jazz club, london - 1/31/95
[with steve hogarth from marillion on co-lead vocals. ] - ("uncovered" show at ronnie scott's jazz club, london - 1/31/95) - john lennon and paul mccartney
Jesuit monk was inviting, Ian is starting to look good to me George: Must be his green velour socks! Mark: Just calm down there, Duke. Ever since you left the jazz
' about? Okay . . . This is sort of like JAZZ in it's own peculiar way . . . JAZZ IS NOT DEAD, IT JUST SMELLS FUNNY . . . Okay, let's go! George: Yeah, man, JAZZ
scene, 1986 with Clap To This '87 dropped a classic disc The facts is the tracklist was like four The vocals, the beats -- according to Marly Marl Recorded
[Inspired by Marlene Shaw's 1967 vocal version of Cannonball Adderly's big 1966 soul jazz instrumental hit] My baby, she may not look Like one of those
the styles of speech A dusty head brother mighta saw the bleach Teach I aims not, just to talk my sense Damn I gives not, 'bout the consequence Funk the stylistics, and jazz
die, you'se a past tense So I like to live my life like a big carnival Get drunk, act like an animal I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and
must be God 'Cuz I aint touch the bag till I picked up to go to N.Y.C and now its all I've got All I've got to do is Make chords with my vocals on the
drink it, just let it sink it Then start feelin' it, the funky Cypress Hill shit People ask, "Why do you sound so funny?" They must be talkin' 'bout my funky nasal vocal
Chubbster Yabadabadoo Verse Three: Rob Swinga Rob Swinga loves jazz so I'ma swing this like a cool cat Down with A.T.E.E.M., Trakmasterz got a dope rap Humongous vocals
up on a good foot, you?re out on a bad note I?m dope, ice, fresh, automatic, oh, yes Creatively talkin? about how I?m fadin? you vocally Your mouth?s
Hold on to you soul Set yourself a goal Don't stop until you've got where you wanted to The land was a mess They said it his fault Some Jazz about stress