(Stanley Adams & Oscar Levant)
They call it wacky dust
It's from a hot cornet

It gives your feet a feeling so breezy
And oh, it's so easy to get


They call it wacky dust
It brings a dancing jag
And once it starts, then only a

Sap'll refuse to Big Apple or Shag

Oh I don't know just why

It gets you so high
Putting a buzz in you heart
You'll do a marathon

You'll wanna go on
Kickin' the ceilin' apart


They call it wacky dust
It's something you can't trust
And in the end the rhythm will stop

When it does, then you'll drop
From happy wacky dust


[Instrumental]

Oh we don't know just why

It gets you so high
Putting a buzz in you heart
You'll do a marathon

You'll wanna go on
Kickin' the ceilin' apart


They call it wacky dust
It's something you can't trust
And in the end the rhythm will stop

When it does, then you'll drop
From happy wacky dust