In Walked Bud (A Thelonious Monk Lyric)

Inventive, creative and smart as hell Instinctive clear as a bell He's comical and he's a winger Amazing and blazing His fingers are on flying by Distinctive and really sly and followed by all his singers Getting the groove He's on the move Singing pantomime Feelin' the shove With his white gloves Roamin' all the time Electric eccentric Ecstatic with such a charm He will never do one harm I'm at the club and In Walked Bud. Elated belated his beat synced right off the four Saturated and a commodore Flamming his "Un Poco Loco" Alerted asserted his jams cooked with great rapport He talent was so gallant Tempus Fugit can you dig it. Getting' the swing funkin' that thing with a crazy rhyme. So gigantic crazy antics Absurd to the sublime Electric eccentric Ecstatic with such a charm He will never do one harm I'm at the club and In Walked Bud.