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Rh the savage beast— Get the rhythm

That sheet stuff 's a lot a cheese

Man gimme the key

and lemme loose— I make 'em crazy

with my harmonies— Shoot it Jimmy

Nobody Nobody else

but me— They can't copy it

The crowd at the ball game is moved uniformly

by a spirit of uselessness which delights them—

all the exciting detail of the chase

and the escape, the error the flash of genius—

all to no end save beauty the eternal—