Sax Man (feat. Jack Black)

Well, he was the Sax Man from the state of Tennessee
First set in with the band at the ripe old age of three weeks old
And when he blew into that horn all the people gathered 'round
Club manager jumped right up and said, "Boy, I gotta have that sound!"

Scream "Hallelujah Lord!", I said the Sax Man's got my soul
Everybody gotta move their feet when the Sax Man started to blow
Now blow it Sax Man!

Nnnn, 'kay, he's a little shy, but his genius cannot hide
'Cause when the Sax Man starts to win, he gonna take you on a ride
Take it, Sax Man!

Ow! Take it, Sax Man!
He'll be right with you folks!

All right, Sax Man, that's my fault, I put you on the spot
But now you're all warmed up and this-a next one's gonna be hot
Kick it Sax Man!

(Come on!)
(What the fuck are you doing?!)

Haha, okay! Why don't we have a little inspiration now
You know this game, Sax Man!
Repeat after me, here we go, and

Shibidi bop bop, buda bop bop
Bip bip bipbip, bip bip bipbip bip
Aridididi bop bududidadi
Fuckin' play something, Sax Man

Okay, move it on!
Sax Man
Sax Man!



Credits
Writer(s): Akiva Schaffer, Jorma Taccone, Asa Taccone, Andrew Samberg, Matthew Michael Compton
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