Sweet Sweet Music by Peter Straker Lyrics

Save me, save me, save me from those blues
Spare my poor old dancing feet
Let me rest my shoes
I've been standing, watching, waiting
Working out my dues
Save me from those barber-shop blues

Save me, save me, save my poor old head
Save me one more cigarette
Teach me to forget
I've been standing, watching, waiting
Tonight is just bad news
Save me from those barber shop blues

Sweet, sweet music
All that I need is sweet music
I don't need no talking dream-machine
To bore me (or ignore me)
Sweet, sweet music
All that I need is sweet music
Something old or something new
It doesn't matter, it don't matter
Save me, save me, save me from those blues
Let me hear that slide trombone
Kicking up some good news
Add some keys and a big bass drum
Before I blow a fuse
Save me from those barber-shop blues