When You're With Another Tea

To Jazz, Or Not To Jazz, There Is No Question!

I Don't Let My Mouth Say Nothin' My Head Can't Stand.

Making Money Ain't Nothing Exciting To Me. You Might Be Able To Buy A Little Better Booze Than The Wino On The Corner. But You Get Sick Just Like The Next Cat And When You Die You're Just As Graveyard Dead As He Is.

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.

And I Think To Myself What A Wonderful World. Oh, Yeah.