Fragment Eight: “The Sound of Swing” Songtext
von Kenneth Bager

Allakazam, this boat man
The fish jumped out of the frying pan
It said listen here you′re no good man
I can't be part of your dinner plan
But I was swimming in the big old sea
My dad′s old beach didn't give to me
And a country fried to lay with greens
Just ain't what I was meant to be
The fisherman watched in shock and doubt
As the fish got up and walked on earth
Before he left he turned around
It said just can′t still the sound

Uh na na, it makes me wanna dance
Uh na na, it puts me here to trance
Uh na na, it makes me clap my hands
Uh na na, play my sound of swing


Let me ride, let me fly,
let my wings touch the sky
I be lone with the song,
hear me sing it for it wild
When I make my way back down,
plant my feet firm on the ground
Everybody gather round and watch me make the sound,
the beautiful sound of swing

Uh na na, it makes me wanna dance
Uh na na, it puts me here to trance
Uh na na, it makes me clap my hands
Uh na na, wo ho oh ho

Uh na na, it makes me wanna dance
Uh na na, it puts me here to trance
All the children they say
Uh na na, it makes me clap my hands
Uh na na, hear my sound of swing
Uh na na, for picture of him
I got to hand it to you
Bring out the sound of swing.