By
a jazz club window,
a young boy stood one day
To hear the band rehearsing the
tunes that they would play
Well, they wouldn't let him inside,
cause there wasn't any room in there
And when asked why he listened,
he said, I'm just wonderin' where
Where shall I be
When that first trumpet sounds
Where shall I be
When it sounds so loud
When it sounds so loud
It's gonna wake me up in there
Won't you tell me now
Where shall I be
When it sounds
Maybe I'll be swingin'
On down that dusty road
Well, I what it was
That brought such a big effort
for me, oh lord
Because nobody seems to bother
If I live or if I die
But when that band starts swinging
My soul begins to pine
Where shall I be
When that first trumpet sounds
Won't you tell me
Where shall I be
when it sounds so loud,
when it sounds so loud?
It's gonna waken up the dead
Where shall I be when it's time?
If I reach a hundred,
I won't be satisfied
Until I hear that trumpet
swingin' only by my side
Well, I won't know where I'm headin'
And the way there isn't very clear
But play that happy music
It's all I wanna hear
Where shall I be
When that first trumpet
Well, where shall I be
And it sounds so loud,
it sounds so loud
You're gonna wake it up today
Oh tell me where shall I be
I wanna know where, where shall I be
Where shall I be, won't you tell me
Where shall I be,
when that bird comes
in MONSTER!