Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jazz on the Autobahn, artist - The Felice Brothers. Date of issue: 16.09.2021
Song language: English
Jazz on the Autobahn |
| The sheriff disappeared |
| He drove in a doomed Corvette |
| Helen was in the passenger seat eating melon and spitting out the seeds |
| Feeling happy to be alone but still turning a saxophone as cold as stone kinda |
| like |
| She said this is what the apocalypse will look like |
| A tornado with human eyes |
| Poisoned birdbaths and torrents of chemical rain |
| Like the heads of state hyperventilating in clouds of methane |
| Sundown on the human heart |
| And this is what the apocalypse will sound like |
| But it will be loud as a mushroom cloud |
| It will sound like final jeopardy |
| But somehow be ghostly like a glockenspiel |
| Like the testing of bombs or the tapping of stiletto heels |
| It will sound like jazz |
| Jazz jazz jazz |
| Jazz on the autobahn |
| It will sound like jazz |
| Jazz jazz jazz |
| Jazz on the autobahn |
| The sheriff disagreed |
| He tried to make the distinction between death and extinction |
| They stopped off at a place called Hamburger Heaven to grab a bite to eat |
| But Helen had no appetite, she just drank a 7 Up |
| while the sheriff tapped his coffee cup to a distant beat |
| It won’t look like those old frescoes, man I don’t think so |
| There will be no angels with swords, man I don’t think so |
| No jubilant beings in the sky above, man I don’t think so |
| And it won’t look like those old movies neither |
| There will be no drag racing through the bombed out streets neither |
| No shareholders will be orbiting the earth, man neither |
| It will be hard to recognize each other through our oxygen masks |
| The successful sons of businessmen will set their desks on fire |
| While 5-star generals of the free world weep in the oil chocked tide |
| It won’t sound like jazz |
| Jazz jazz jazz |
| Jazz on the autobahn |
| It won’t sound like jazz |
| Jazz jazz jazz |
| Jazz on the autobahn |
| They agreed to disagree |
| They zoomed off in a doomed Corvette |
| The sheriff couldn’t recall feeling this way his entire life |
| As he drove through the principalities of unreality |
| On the run with somebody else’s wife |
| The heiress of Texas oil |
| What is freedom? |
| He thought |
| Is it to be empty of desire? |
| Is it to find everything I’ve lost or have been in search of? |
| Or is it to return to the things is which there is no more returning? |
| Does it feel like jazz? |
| Jazz jazz jazz |
| Jazz on the autobahn |
| Does it feel like jazz? |
| Jazz jazz jazz |
| Jazz on the autobahn |
| Does it feel like jazz? |
| Jazz jazz jazz |
| Jazz on the autobahn |
| Does it feel like jazz? |
| Jazz jazz jazz |
| Jazz on the autobahn |
| Does it feel like jazz? |
| Jazz jazz jazz |
| Jazz on the autobahn |
| Does it feel like jazz? |
| Jazz jazz jazz |
| Jazz on the autobahn |