Bulletboys - Fess Lyrics
Let me hear thatTickling ivories down on terpsichoreThat Henry had the dope man before his feet could touch the floorHe lurked behind his glasses with another in his handA shuffling Hungarian picked to be the manHe was swinging, jumping, genesis in jeansGod's in New OrleansSeen him up the block, yeahThe redeemer of rockGod's in New OrleansDown on Rampart Fess is in high gearKicking in his Baldwin when "Guess Who" walks in hereMama's lip curl white boy and serendipitySchools out boy schoutGraceland's back in TennesseeGod's in New OrleansI seen him up the block, yeahThe redeemer of rock y'allGod's in New OrleansGod's in New OrleansGod's in New OrleansGotta stand up and testify'Cause the Fess will never dieGod's in New OrleansGod's in New Orleans