Hit Parade

Lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] No one wrote a song for me Just instrumental, not too long As sure as sure could ever be You'd only get the lyrics wrong No solo Chet Baker ever played Lowered me slowly to my grave The prose that Keats and Yeats would save Was for king and queen, not knave [Chorus] I have no poem that describes my charm No story told that's short and sweet I have no hymn, I have no psalm This song I have, it has no beat [Post-Chorus] Yes, it has no beat No tapping of feet Yes, it has no beat Yes, it has no beat [Verse 2] Miles Davis played the black 'n' blues Did he play for me to lose? 'Cause just when 'round midnight falls That tune's not his, it's Kenny Ball's [Chorus] I have no poem that describes my charm No story told that's short and sweet I have no hymn, I have no psalm This song I have, it has no beat [Post-Chorus] Yes, it has no beat No tapping of feet Yes, it has no beat Yes, it has no beat [Verse 3] Now in that graveyard on that grave On that tombstone in the shade No poem written, no accolade And no 'We loved you' ever sprayed There's just this feeling from that moss When epitaph you cannot read He must have lived at a budget cost So he deserves to be beneath [Chorus] I have no poem that describes my charm No story told that's short and sweet I have no hymn, I have no psalm This song I have, it has no beat [Post-Chorus] Yes, it has no beat No tapping of feet Yes, it has no beat Yes, it has no beat [Outro] All that William Robertson wrote Not one of my plusses did he portray Those lyrics stuck right down my throat I never hit, it never hit My hit parade, my hit parade My hit parade