The Queen in Jade
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Write hard bop/soul-jazz English male vocal lyrics for a 112 BPM mid-tempo swing track in D minor, anchored by gritty Horace Silver-style hard bop piano comps, woody walking upright bass, ride-cymbal led drum kit with sharp snare kicks, open-bell brassy trumpet, breathy gutbucket tenor sax, and warm vibraphone accents, delivered in a warm, sharp-dictioned baritone with quick scat asides, streetwise conversational grit a la Gregory Porter, echoing the warm, wise energy of late-50s smoky uptown jazz clubs. The narrative follows a nattily dressed part-time factory line worker slipping into the club after his Friday evening shift, trading winks with the regular bartender, laughing off his sore feet and empty wallet, leaning into the swing to let the week’s stress melt, relishing small unplanned joys and the quiet magic of live jazz hitting exactly right, no big heartbreak or grand romance, just lived-in, warm appreciative cool and gentle self-assurance.
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[Intro] [Verse] Clocked out at five-oh-two Done with the grease and glue Scrubbed every knuckle clean Stepping on the velvet scene My Sunday shoes feel tight On a Friday city night But the crease is looking sharp Better than a golden harp [Pre-Chorus] I hear that upright moan Calling me to the zone Down where the lights are low And the heavy spirits go [Chorus] Let the D minor swing Hear the ride cymbal ring My wallet’s feeling light But the rhythm’s hitting right Yeah, it’s hitting right (Skid-da-ba-doo-zap-pow) Everything is easy now Everything is easy now [Verse] Leo pours the usual gin With a wide and toothy grin He knows my feet are sore From that dusty factory floor I trade a wink for ice Paying the regular price I don’t need a million bucks To dodge the Friday bad lucks [Hook] (Shoo-be-doo-ba-dee-da) (Bap-pity-tap-pity-wah) (Zah-zuh-zay-zuh-zoh) Watch the fingers go On the ivory and wood Man, it feels so good [Bridge] That tenor sax is deep Waking the soul from sleep The vibraphone starts to chime Dancing on top of the time I lean my head way back Fading the world to black [Verse] No lady on my arm Just this internal charm I worked a double shift Now I get the evening gift The brass is bright and loud Clearing every rainy cloud I’m the king of the stool Keeping it steady and cool [Chorus] Let the D minor swing Hear the ride cymbal ring My wallet’s feeling light But the rhythm’s hitting right Yeah, it’s hitting right (Skid-da-ba-doo-zap-pow) Everything is easy now Everything is easy now [Post-Chorus] Just a working man’s grace In a smoky kind of place (Ba-dap-bop-bay) We’ll swing the night away [Outro]
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