🎵 The Misfit // by Scatman John

6 ContributorsThe Misfit Lyrics [Scat] Sta-bi-di-be, sta-bi-di-be Sta-bi-di-be, sta-bi-di-be Da-ba-da bi-da Di-do-do-do, di-do-do-do Di-do-do-do, di Di Spa-di-bi-di-bi-di-bi Di di di di Spa-di-bi-di-bi-di-bi Di, di-bi, ib-be dubba Doh doh doh doh Sta-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be Ba-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be Sta-ba-di bi-di-ba-ba-bi-di-ba-ba Bi [Verse 1] Somebody asked, "what's the meaning of jazz?" And I said we're the misfits And all I can tell ya' Is while you're still sleeping The saints are still weeping 'Cause things you call dead Haven't yet had the chance To be born [Verse 2] Once I was old, I got bugged by the pages I read from the sages, they started my rages That all through the ages have kept us in cages 'Cause somebody said, he was weird And quite possibly Crazy! We're just lazy So I say: [Scat] Sta-bi-di-be, sta-bi-di-be Sta-bi-di-be, sta-bi-di-be! Spa-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be Sta-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be Errrruhyaughhuuueaughh Sta-bi-di-be, sta-bi-di-be Sta-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be Bidieurheidiheiahdeuahehauheadu Sta-bi-di-be, sta-bi-di-be Sta-bi-di-be, sta-bi-di-be Da-ba-da bi-da Di-do-do-do, di-do-do-do Di-do-do-do, di Di Spa-di-bi-di-bi-di-bi Di di di di Spa-di-bi-di-bi-di-bi Di, di-bi, ib-be dubba Doh doh doh doh Sta-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be Ba-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be Sta-ba-di bi-di-ba-ba-bi-di-ba-ba Bi Sti-bi-di-bi Sta-bi-di-be, sta-bi-di-be Sta-bi-di-be, sta-bi-di-be Da-ba-da bi-da Di-do-do-do, di-do-do-do Di-do-do-do, di Di Spa-di-bi-di-bi-di-bi Di di di di Spa-di-bi-di-bi-di-bi Di, di-bi, ib-be dubba Doh doh doh doh Sta-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be Ba-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be Sta-ba-di bi-di-ba-ba-bi-di-ba-ba Bi [Verse 3] It seems our intelligence is gettin' things done 'Cause the quarter note bass drum has made me quite numb Instead of a mystic, I feel like a misfit And now I'm a vegetable Going around, kissing gravestones Is there anybody home? [Verse 4] Somebody gave me some seaweed then suddenly All that I said, was as heavy as lead And it sunk in the mire, that's lit by the fire That made me transpire this whole city trip In the first...place... Such a social disgrace! Crazy! So I say: [Scat] Sta-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be Ba-bi-di-be, ba-bi-di-be