Gotta lay down that fusion of Jazz, R & B, and Punk
Like it's a common, natural thing
Shake off that conformational entropy
With some high-quality free-form intensities
Create some spatial separation
Between the melodic and the blandly tuneless
Lay down a demure bit of harmony
Impaled on a canorous bass
Maybe a little sauvity of mannered electricity
Wrapped around the tinkling of some ivory
Blaze a path straight through with the sticks
Dance around the fire and do the splits
Can't fault an Angel for tripping transcendental
Love is all and always unconditional
Profess something brilliant and eternal
To a heart bleak and hillbilly guttural
Finish with a musical splash of philosophical contemplation
Loud voices chanting a whispered incantation
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