Jazz Police — текст песни (cohen leonard)

Can you tell me why the bells are ringing?
Nothing`s happened in a million years
I`ve been sitting here since Wednesday morning
Wednesday morning can`t believe my ears

Jazz police are looking through my folders
Jazz police are talking to my niece
Jazz police have got their final orders
Jazzer, drop your axe, it`s Jazz police!

Jesus taken serious by the many
Jesus taken joyous by a few
Jazz police are paid by J.Paul Getty
Jazzers paid by J.Paul Getty II

Jazz police I hear you calling
Jazz police I feel so blue
Jazz police I think I`m falling,
I`m falling for you

Wild as any freedom loving racist
I applaud the actions of the chief
Tell me now oh beautiful and spacious
Am I in trouble with the Jazz police?

Jazz police are looking through my folders ...

They will never understand our culture
They`ll never understand the Jazz police
Jazz police are working for my mother
Blood is thicker margarine than grease

Let me be somebody I admire
Let me be that muscle down the street
Stick another turtle on the fire
Guys like me are mad for turtle meat

Jazz police I hear you calling
Jazz police I feel so blue
Jazz police I think I`m falling,
I`m falling for you