Jazz Police Lyrics - Cohen Leonard

Can you tell me why the bells are ringing? 

Nothing's happened in a million years 

I've been sitting here since Wednesday morning 

Wednesday morning can't believe my ears 

Jazz police are looking through my folders 

Jazz police are talking to my niece 

Jazz police have got their final orders 

Jazzer, drop your axe, it's Jazz police! 

Jesus taken serious by the many 

Jesus taken joyous by a few 

Jazz police are paid by J.Paul Getty 

Jazzers paid by J.Paul Getty II 

Jazz police I hear you calling 

Jazz police I feel so blue 

Jazz police I think I'm falling, 

I'm falling for you 

Wild as any freedom loving racist 

I applaud the actions of the chief 

Tell me now oh beautiful and spacious 

Am I in trouble with the Jazz police? 

Jazz police are looking through my folders ... 

They will never understand our culture 

They'll never understand the Jazz police 

Jazz police are working for my mother 

Blood is thicker margarine than grease 

Let me be somebody I admire 

Let me be that muscle down the street 

Stick another turtle on the fire 

Guys like me are mad for turtle meat 

Jazz police I hear you calling 

Jazz police I feel so blue 

Jazz police I think I'm falling, 

I'm falling for you