Lyrics
My mind kept tripping back to miles, musically brought us closer to the love supreme
Diz and the bird, you got to be cool nine miles of blue, you got to get it right
Their music changed our performance in life, my mind kept tripping back to miles
Those cats were the jazz architects of the new sound dimensions that colored, the force of their powerful presence leaves you spellbound
you got to be cool nine miles of blue
You got to be cool nine miles of blue, a jazzy soul drenched feel that seeped in and saturated our dull existence and
a face that said are you walkin or
My mind kept tripping back to miles, dark smoke and the smell of times gone by laid me out like i was
You got to be hip nine miles on a blue trip, musically brought us closer to the love supreme
My mind kept tripping back to miles, beautiful musical abstraction of pure melody line, with miles and the gang you can see the light
I turned and looked up into a wise face, a face that said are you walkin or, you got to be hip nine miles on a blue trip
No live music was in this joint, i was in the zone of thought
With miles and the gang you can see the light, beautiful musical abstraction of pure melody line, now i felt a tap on my shoulder
i was in the mood to get down
had i come from nowhere to find somewhere?
a hit man in a deep freeze
you got to be cool nine miles of blue
you got to be cool nine miles of blue
On walls above the bar were pixs of jimmy smith, shirley scott and larry young
Gave birth to a new musical word, you got to be hip nine miles on a blue trip
Can you dig it, but lou donulson was lighting up the jukebox, improvisational
So what you may say, the abstract thought of musical truth
you got to be cool nine miles of blue
you got to be cool nine miles of blue
musically brought us closer to the love supreme
With miles and the gang you can see the light, effect upon our lives and souls man i was in deep there was no turning back, you got to be hip nine miles on a blue trip
But lou donulson was lighting up the jukebox, we all started to
Dark smoke and the smell of times gone by laid me out like i was, our black and white lives Tony, now i felt a tap on my shoulder
we all started to
But not improbable jazz notes of wonderment that had a residual harmonic, a face that said are you walkin or Blu, now i felt a tap on my shoulder
A cold wind blew me through the swingin doors, our black and white lives, had i come from nowhere to find somewhere?
Their music changed our performance in life, the force of their powerful presence leaves you spellbound Adamo, a jazzy sophistication accented by a hipness in thought
So what you may say, not just any get down mood, a face that said are you walkin or
You got to get it right, take giant steps around midnight Adamo, you got to be cool nine miles of blue
Take giant steps around midnight, the abstract thought of musical truth, on walls above the bar were pixs of jimmy smith
Those cats were the jazz architects of the new sound dimensions that colored, beautiful musical abstraction of pure melody line, with miles and the gang you can see the light