Fragment 8 - the Sound of Swing - Kenneth Bager, The Hellerup Cool School Choir, Gisli

Alakazam, shish boom bam

The fish jumped out of the frying pan

It said listen here you’re no good man

I can’t be part of your dinner plan

I was swimming in the big old sea

My daddy’s old ventures didn’t care for me

And a country fried filet with greens

Just ain’t what I was meant to be

The fisherman watched in shock and doubt

As the fish got up and walked on out

Before he left he turned around

It said you just can’t steal the sound, the sound of swing

Uh na na, it makes me wanna dance

Uh na na, it puts me in a trance

Uh na na, it makes me clap my hands

Uh na na, playing the sound of swing

Let me ride, let me fly, let my wings touch the sky

I belong with the song, hear me sing it far and wide

When I make my way back down, plant my feet firm on the ground

Everybody gather round and watch me make the sound, the beautiful sound of swing

Uh na na, it makes me wanna dance

Uh na na, it puts me here to trance

Uh na na, it makes me clap my hands

Uh na na, wo ho oh ho

Uh na na, it makes me wanna dance

Uh na na, it puts me in a trance

All the children they say

Uh na na, it makes me clap my hands

Uh na na, hear my sound of swing

For Louis Armstrong

Uh na na, na na na na na na na na na na

For Fletcher Henderson

Uh na na, na na na na na na na na na na

For … …,

Jimmy Reese

For Joe «King» Oliver

I got to hand it to you

For bringing out the sound of swing