How are you?
What’s going on?
Where are your feathers?
How is your dog?
Where are you?
How many miles?
What’s with this weather?
Where is your smile?
Well, the jazz swam to the other side of the moon
And for years, Las Vegas isn’t calling anytime soon
The mountains crashed, they burned, they’re gone
And Chicago dropped off into an unknown song
What’s wrong?
How’s your dog?
Disappear
Come back, dear
The jazz, I’m crystal clear
The sweetest taste I’ve found
Where are you going?
What’s going on?
What’s gotten better?
How is your dog?
How are you?
When is a while?
Why subtle distance?
How’s single file?
Well, the jazz won’t sing songs any time soon
The sin, with the wind, under silent purple moons
The hum of the buzz it’s gone
How’s your dog?
this is your life chuck johnson 