WOODY SHAW Songtext
von Moor Mother

Woody Shaw elevator outta town
Fire music, brass halo, chunky fries
Rice and beans, double fried
Skins and brushes, glass and crash

Simple moon hall trust ya
Baraka time calls upside the head of a east mid-school
And the wrong hands, and the wrong hands
Must be left, must be used up American rag


Jazz ′em copyright, inferno tent city
Skid Row, San Francisco rag
Laid and live

Big Bang guns, bros Texas parish rag, fire music
Gut cold, mind cave body lung feral
Woody Shaw elevator outta town
Fallout ratios

Who's coming?
Who′s coming up and down
Life come in the wind, up and down
Woody Shaw elevator outta town
Who's coming?