Pinwheel of Death

Ray Gilbert


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Writers Ray Gilbert, Lew Pollack

Genres Standard, Jazz Standard, Jazz, Big Band Era

Recorded 1950

Lyrics THAT'S A PLENTY'S
GOTTA BEAT IN IT,
THE RHYTHMS GOT
A LOT OF HEAT IN IT,
BETCHA FIVE,
TEN TO FIVE,
IT'S GONNA GETCHA DOIN'
WHAT IT'S DOIN' TO ME.
DIXIELAND
COMES OOZIN' OUT OF IT,
THE DIXIELANDERS
SURE ARE PROUD OF IT,
CALL IT JAZZ,
WHAT IT HAS,
THAT'S A PLENTY FOR ME.
IT TAKES YOU DOWN
TO NEW ORLEANS
DOWN BASIN STREET
WITH ALL THE QUEENS,
YOU DON'T
HAVE TO HAVE THE MEANS,
A LITTLE BIT OF RHYTHM
AND YOU'RE GOIN'
RIGHT WITH 'EM.
SHUT MY BIG BROWN
ROLLING EYES,
IF YOU DON'T ROCKET
TO THE SKIES,
HEY BOY!
SAY BOY!
THAT'S A PLENTY FOR ME.

YOU'RE GONNA GET MELLOW
WHEN THAT FELLOW
BLOWS HIS HORN.
DOWN WHERE
THE BLUES ARE BORN
YOU'LL BE GONE.
THE TRUMPETS ARE TRUMPIN'
GO DO ME SUMPIN',
BEAT IT OUT BROTHER
THERE'S NO OTHER REMEDY.
AND THAT'S A PLENTY,
PLENTY,
PLENTY FOR ME.

ONCE YOU START
YOU'RE GONNA STAY IN IT,
EV'RY NIGHT
YOU'RE CAFEIN' IT,
SWING YOUR QUEEN,
WHAT I MEAN,
BROTHER,
YOU'RE AS GONE
AS ANY HUMAN CAN BE.
AND WHEN
YOU'RE IN THE MOOD
THERE AIN'T
NO STOPPIN' IT,
LIVE IT,
BREATHE IT,
BLOW YOUR TOP
IN IT,
THAT IS JAZZ,
WHAT IT HAS,
THAT'S A PLENTY FOR ME.
 

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Cowriters: Lew Pollack