We are all driven by an invisible whip. Some run, some have fun, some are hip, some tip, some dip, but we all must answer to the invisible whip.
All it is, is a tone. So I'm gonna come back as a note!
I wish we could just stay on the bandstand, it's so peaceful up here.
Keep searchin’ for your mystery note on the universal piano of life.
What about a blues in W, in the key of W.
When I die, I want them to play The Black and Crazy Blues, I want to be cremated, put in a bag of pot and I want beautiful people to smoke me and hope they got something out of it.