Jazz, harmonika!

Jazz harmonika Boredom… Boredom Fingers strewn up and down in streams Drink it with me Drink down you bitch rotten Drink with me You’ve been loved at full stretch and worn all o’er Drives me mad Off with staring at me with your deep blue globs Feel like getting bashed Wish you stuck in a field as a spectacle To scare crows You have tired me out in all respects Up to the bones Jazz harmonika Jazz up my hastily Drink down sea-ape I would rather have yon big-titted one She’s more inane As a woman you’re not the first with me Lots of your kind But a stinker like yourself has been for me But the first time The more painful the better Now here now there I am not a self-murderer Be off to hell About time to cool down to Your doggish kin I am crying… my darling Forgive me… Forgive Jazz harmonika Jazz harmonika Jazz harmonika