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GOING SIDEWAYS

JESUS OLDMAN

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I started out with nothing and still have most of it. HEY! I'm gonna be crucified! So I am leaving my life's work to SoundClick. All purchases go to Them!

CATS MAKE GREAT PIZZA. See Video.

Hi World. I Am JESUS OLDMAN.

Now considering my mortality, I am leaving my music, to SoundClick.

Entrusting them to keep it alive, even after I am gone.

Any money it will make, will go to SoundClick, not to me.

Because I did it for Love, I did it for God.

And I Trust SoundClick, to Keep This Alive For You All. -JO

Independent artist JESUS OLDMAN drops "GOING SIDEWAYS", a Jazz Fusion track on SoundClick. The track showcases JESUS OLDMAN's instinct for crafting memorable music. The track delivers a memorable listening experience in this genre, and effortlessly connects with the listener. "GOING SIDEWAYS" has peaked at number 10 on the SoundClick Jazz Fusion chart. Find more from JESUS OLDMAN on SoundClick, a platform built for independent music discovery.

Song Info
Genre
Jazz • Jazz Fusion
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
JESUS OLDMAN
Rights
Copyright 2025 - JESUS OLDMAN
Uploaded
June 16, 2025
Track Files
MP3
MP3 12.2 MB • 320 kbps • 5:21 minutes
Story behind the song
From the album "TED ZEPPOLI".
Lyrics
GOING SIDEWAYS Rollin' on a little Rollin' on a little little sideways Try to talk a little sense But you just throw it to the byway Everyone's perception is You have an agenda of My way or the highway Flyin' like a pigeon Out the window, 'cross the lawn sideways Did you Hokey Pokey? Did you Rock N Roll? Well maybe someday... You might get to thinkin' Why you do your best stinkin' Sunday Tell you roll it over Maybe you can flip it over Right back to Monday But it's goin' sideways So you might as well have yourself a fun day This town's not big enough They'll get to calling your bluff You've got your Father's Gold Pen And paraphernalia too You push the envelope You say nope - they say dope You never quite bone it You're too afraid to own it And Home Base, they're all watching this too What's wrong with this picture? It's supposed to be a mixture always Bouncing braggadocio Going boingy boingy right down the hallway Crawling on your belly smelly Through the gutter mutter Something in perhaps a small way Feeling too inferior to be superior Then you go sideways... whoa, Welcome To Tuba... Tuba solo You need a crystal ball For you see nothing at all And while, yes, I know it all You've gotta listen too That's just the thing; you don't So wait and see if you will or won't You never quite bone it Ain't got the nerve to own it And Home Base, shakes its head; This won't do In the end the story, Rory Stormy's Hurricane a foul ball You might need a tissue Talkin' 'bout the issues with a paintball Roto-Rooter Scooter Pie into your pie hole And we'll just do it the hard way From New York to California You will know I warned ya; Going Sideways.... Going Sideways.... Going Sideways... Going Sideways... repeat and fade Copyright 2025 - JESUS OLDMAN
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