Bebop Man

I’ve got so many blessings, it is hard to count

My son is so messy, I’m ashamed to go out

Living on his throne, his lefty bend phone

Fluri and orange and flirt in the pink

The beeees live in the city

And die there every week

A third of my food is from them

God help me save the bees

Jazz bar to jazz bar, sling me 57 bucks

For entry into the Courthouse, I couldn’t save the flock

Swing into the swingers, dark on the cruiser’s chest

Bury me on Monday, in Christy’s Sunday best

I did not save bebop

I saved the bebop man

Ho ho hohohoho mother to mother

Ho hahahahahah bother to brother

I love my man, I saw she ran

Now huddle my babies get out

Get out while we know we can

I did not save bebop

I saved the bebop man

The one over there’s named Charlie

Look at how she sings

Listen to how she dances

Jet over how her hair swings

I did not save bebop

I saved the bebop man

Music and Lyrics by Hayden Davis

Produced by Aden Thiess

Mastered by Don Bartley