Written and performed by Bob Elliott and Tom O'Brien. Percussion by Matt Perez.
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Thelonius Monk
Speaks to me
Of a world devoid of bigotry
Of a walk along all the steps
Of my brothers and our sad regrets
Of a toddler and an old, old man
Of the rhythm of a kicking can
Of a super-jazzy master plan
And the music just began
Thelonius Monk
Sounds as though
He heard the kids that played below
Heard a voice inside his head
He heard the living and the dead
White keys and the black keys, too
All were made to dance to his tune
The band played on while he watched the moon
Come back inside real soon
I feel what you’re doing
You’re breaking the symmetry
I feel what you’re doing
You’re making the symmetry
I know what you’re doing
You’re breaking the symmetry
I feel what you’re doing
You’re breaking the symmetry
hoo la,la,la
hoo la,la,la
you’re breaking the symmetry
making the symmetry
I feel what you’re doing
I know what you’re saying now
know what you’re saying now
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