Swingin At The Séance

In a house up on a rock along the countryside
At precisely twelve o'clock the spooks begin to rise
Swingin' at the seance, twelve ticks
Swingin' at the seance, hot licks
With the medium in trance
How that horn began to dance
Swingin' at the seance, five men
Swingin' at the seance, jive men
When the trumpet blasted out
All the spooks began to shout

That music came through so sweetly low-down
Yet nobody knew who was riff-riff-riffin' around
Swingin' at the seance, black coats
Swingin' at the seance, blue notes
While the trumpet could have won a cup
Its jivin' broke the seance up
And who do you think was a-riffin' away?
No one else but Gabriel