VERSE 1 F
Driven by coffee and desperation,
Jack got up to dance,
He’d lost control of the situation,
He knew it was his last chance.
VERSE 2 C
He danced a Waltz and the Hootchie-kootchie.
The Bump, a Minuet,
He did the Twist and the Watusi,
And a dance he’d learned in Tibet.
VERSE 3 F
He reeled and whirled at tremendous speed,
And kicked his legs in the air,
He danced till his feet began to bleed,
And clothes began to tear.
CHORUS Am
There he sits,
The naked wonder,
Counterfeit,
From lack of slumber.
Dance, Jack, Dance.
VERSE 4 F
The harder he danced, the more he stank,
Of heat and sweat and fear,
And when, at last, his bones broke rank,
No one brought him beer.
VERSE 5 C
For his thirst or salve for his pain,
No one saw him fall,
And Jack? That human hurricane?
Jack didn’t care at all.
REPEAT VERSE 3 C
REPEAT CHORUS
INSTRUMENTAL OUT