(Nobody Warned Me) It's Jazz

This village hall hides
In forgotten countryside
As the tired locals crawl
In filling forlorn chairs
I wonder what's lying ahead of me

Hey lady sitting next to me
Please tell me just
How I ended up here
I'm looking around
And there's no joy in this place
Yeah I'm looking around
To stop the shaky shake shakes
Skewed bite marks
On this plastic cup
Red curtains
Rising up

You say this band plays jazz
I say
D'you say this band has pizazz?
You say no

Maybe I find it hard to see
When my lost years trail endlessly
I find myself trapped
In God knows where
And now here comes the jazz

As the noise from without fights
The noise from within
I'm left confronted
By vicious snare of my decisions
I turn to you and say
Those boys know how to dress
I said those boys dress
To impress wouldn't you agree?

Hey lady sitting next to me
I've got a real thing
That's very wrong with me
Woman let me out
I'm just an indie kid
This is out of control
Poor little indie kid

This night is a catastrophe
This night is setting me free
I'm taking courage in strife
I'm gonna tear it all up
I'm feeding poison to lion
Pour some spritz in this cup

Maybe I find it hard to see
When my lost years
Trail endlessly
I find myself trapped
In God knows where
And now here comes the jazz

Maybe if I'm honest with myself
I could start a life out of this shell
What if every time I think of you
It sounds like jazz

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