Leonard Cohen
Leonard Cohen - Jazz Police lyrics
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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 Jazz police are talking to my niece Jazz police have got their final orders Jazzer, drop your axe, it's jazz police 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 Jazz police are looking through my folders Jazz police have got their fire orders Jazz police are looking through my folders Jazz police have got their fire orders