[Inno]

You should see it
the soul jumping off the walls
Like helium filled ballons.
Every corner ever crevice soaked
in horn sweat and trumpet glare.
Dizzy up her dress, goo goo went the girls
Swimming in each others jazz. Drenched, drowning.
The band like bats out of hell
Man those cats could play.


cigar filled aroma, whiskey fueled anger.
the night was still young.
I kept blowin life into the room.
with each note they all posed and dance there souls away,
beautiful.
the floors scuffed to the brink, it was a good night.
the whisk of each dress and every curtsy evey bow
the party swung the crowd was load.
the band kept playing and i kept swaying
drums thundered while that bass crept under my skin
Injecting a beat that would liven my veins.
I was never more alive.

Lung filled trumpets blow in the night
rhythmic life, a walts of souls swaying
zombie like.
pouring out my heart in each note
so that score is scorned with my rhythm.
lung filled trumpets spun tales of honest.
truth to the people, they had no choice but
dance.
I was never more alive.