Jazz

Maybe maybe
It's a waterfall's roar
Maybe maybe
It's a long long story
Of the world of glory
Of the money and more
But I can't stand the Jazz anymore

Maybe maybe
It's a second hand bell
Ringing slowly
Quarter to eleven
In the world of Heaven
And the center of Hell
But I can't stand them ringing the bell

Leave me on the way
Take me wherever you drive
I like living
Living as a bankrupt

Never tell the same
Words I can’t live with them I
Hate these
Feelings

Plains and valleys
Of the state where I go
Mean no place
For making someone better
There's a world to shatter
And the people to calm down
Any way is shorter at all

Maybe Maybe
Will be happy there and
We won’t sleep
And people won’t be boring
And will stop that scoring
An invisible score, cause
I can't stand the Jazz anymore

As waterfall's roar
Hate this feelings
As a long long story
Of the world of glory
Of the money and more, but
I can't stand the Jazz anymore…