There Are Two Secrets To Success: 1.

It Makes You Feel Good, Man, Makes You Forget All The Bad Things That Happen To A Negro. It Makes You Feel Wanted, And When You're With Another Tea Smoker, It Makes You Feel A Special Kinship.

My Whole Life, My Whole Soul, My Whole Spirit Is To Blow That Horn.

I'm A Spade, You're An Ofay. Let's Play.

There's Only Two Ways To Sum Up Music; Either It's Good Or It's Bad. If It's Good You Don't Mess About It, You Just Enjoy It.

All Them Weird Chords Which Don't Mean A Thing...you Got No Melody To Remember, And No Beat To Dance To