The Lonely Island — Sax Man

[Jack Black] Well, he was the Sax Man from the state of Tennessee First set in with the band at the ripe old age of three weeks old And when he blew into that horn all the people gathered 'round Club manager jumped right up And said "Boy I gotta have that sound!" Scream "Hallelujah Lord!", I said the Sax Man's got my soul Everybody gotta move their feet When the Sax Man started to blow Now blow it Sax Man! [*farting saxophone sounds*] Mmm 'kay, he's a little shy, but his genius cannot hide 'Cause when the Sax Man starts to wail He's gonna take you on a ride Take it Sax Man! [*two saxophone notes*] Ow! Take it Sax Man! Okay he'll be right with you folks! All right, Sax Man, that's my fault, I put you on the spot But now you're all warmed up and this-a next one's gonna be hot Kick it Sax Man! C'mon! [*one bad note*] What the fuck are you doing? [*another bad note*] Haha, okay! Why don't we have a little inspiration now? You know this game, Sax Man! Repeat after me Here we go, and Shibbidy bop bop, buda bop bah [*one note*] Dip dip di-dip, dip dip di-dip dip [*two weak notes*] Arrip da di-dip, bop ba-doo-doo day-day [*no sound at all*] Fuckin' play something Sax Man! [*pause.. one weak note*] Okay, movin' on! Sax Man! Sax Man! [*one off key note*]