I’m in the mood
For music!
Left behind
Offending instruments
My pleasure pipe
Stolen away!
There is hope in
The blues.
That young lady right there –
She knows about blues!
Yes, she does
Man, you don’t lie
And you play a mighty horn
Mister – sing me a song
Rock me side to side
Until I’m satisfied
I get so excited!
I’ll play along
If I’m not too busy dancing
Feet got the beat
Fingers pound a rhythm
My heart attacks my chest
Begging me to blow
Man, BLOW! Go!
Oh no,
I am fluteless.
Music makes me forget
Woah!
Is it my turn to solo?
Bad news
She was my voice
In tune
Out of my mind
As loud as silver.
I smiled the whole time!
Groovy, it behoves me to listen to the bluesy tunes upon my shelf that far too long have been forgotten due to my depressive autumn and the winter following begotten of not listening to music often.
Well, turn it on and turn it up AB!