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Title: Java
ttto: Java (by Allen Toussaint, Freddy Friday, & Alvin Tyler)
(This was written to the version played by Al Hirt)
Note: OO and VM are pronounced Oh-Oh and Vee-Em.
Song starts after fourteen notes. You can count them down now. Go:
There's those little green beans on the bushes that you grow
Tell me more, tell me more, tell me everything you know
Well you take those little beans and you roast them up real slow
Tell me more, tell me more, tell me everything you know
When the beans turn brown, they are cooked enough to brew.
You can grind them up, and pour simm'ring water through
They will help you do everything you want to do
Now you know everything that you really need to know
It's an OO language with its very own VM
Tell me more, tell me more, tell me everything you know
While some don't like it, others think it is a gem
Tell me more, tell me more, tell me everything you know
It'll run on Windows, on Mac, and Unix, too
It's robust and simple, and easy to review.
It will help you script everything you want to do
Now you know everything that you really need to know
Delicious, exciting, exotic, and useful
You can see the meanings, so different, so playful
The coffee, the language, the island, the music
The racehorse which does not get its own verse
It's a very large island south of Borneo
Tell me more, tell me more, tell me everything you know
Indonesian, crowded, the result of volcanoes
Tell me more, tell me more, tell me everything you know
With rainforest in the west and savanna in the east
Since mankind has come, the diversity decreased
Even so, you still can find some rare beasts
Now you know everything that you really need to know
Delicious, exciting, exotic, and useful
You can see the meanings, so different, so playful
The coffee, the language, the island, the music
The racehorse which does not get its own verse
It's a song Al Hirt plays with his own backing crew
Tell me more, tell me more, tell me everything you know
Allen Toussaint wrote it (with the help of one or two)
Tell me more, tell me more, tell me everything you know
It was named for a racehorse, not a cup of joe
It was not meant for trumpet, but for the piano
It'll raise your spirits every time you hear it though
Now you know everything that you really need to know
That's the end now; you can leave. Why are you still list'ning? Go!
My lyrics copyright 2016 by Arthur Tansky. License granted for
non-commercial archiving and performance as long as:
1. copyright notice is maintained, and
2. no money changes hands.
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Arthur T. - ar23hur "at" pobox "dot" com
Guessing a lyricist's opinions from his songs is as futile as
guessing an author's opinions from his novels.