IN WALKED BUD ( A THELONIOUS MONK LYRIC)

 

Inventive, creative and smart as hell

Instinctive clear as a bell

He’s comical and he’s a winger

Amazing and blazing

His fingers are on flying by

Distinctive and really sly

and followed by all his singers

Getting the groove

He’s on the move

Singing pantomime

Feelin’ the shove

With his white gloves

Roamin’ all the time

Electric eccentric

Ecstatic with such a charm

He will never do one harm

I’m at the club

and In Walked Bud.

Elated belated his beat synced right off the four

Saturated and a commodore

Flamming his “Un Poco Loco”

Alerted asserted

his jams cooked with great rapport

He talent was so gallant

Tempus Fugit can you dig it.

Getting’ the swing funkin’ that thing

with a crazy rhyme.

So gigantic crazy antics

Absurd to the sublime

Electric eccentric

Ecstatic with such a charm

He will never do one harm

I’m at the club

and In Walked Bud.