Brothers

Album: Dark Matter (2017)
  • Hey Bobby
    Why are you stayin' in here in this shadow?
    Come over by the fire
    I'll have a drink with you

    This is our house now
    So let's act like we belong here
    Considering some of those who've lived here
    What'll we do?

    I got some Michter's Irish whiskey
    From Mr. George Preston Marshall
    The man who honor rescued
    Since the day he was born

    And it runs him like a plantation
    Like a plantation Jack?
    Like a plantation Bob
    For never has a black man worn the burgundy and gold

    Does he know it's the capital of the country Jack?
    Does he know that it's 1961
    Does he know that the Redskins need a half-back Bobby boy
    Who can run?

    There's a man to see you in the office Jack
    Bob, I'm going home I've had a rotten day (you are home, Jack) (oh)
    Well I still don't want to see him, I think you should see him anyway
    It's about Cuba, Jack, the Russians are pouring in and it's ninety miles away

    This man has a plan to overthrow the government there
    The very small expeditionary force
    They'll land on the beaches in the dead of night
    So no one will be at the beach, right Bob? That's right Jack

    The people who will join them, they'll march all around him
    And our planes will fly support
    Ah but they won't Bob
    We'll have nothing to do with this

    But wait, wait a minute Bobby boy
    There's a woman there in Cuba whom I love
    Oh no Jack
    Not in a bad way, but a good way

    Do you know any Cuban music Bob?
    Does "I love Lucy" count?
    Of course it does
    But the one whom I love is Celia Cruz

    Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz
    The greatest singer in the world today
    If she's there and wants to get away
    Then bring her here to the U.S.A.

    I see the man with the plane
    I'd be the first to shake him by the hand
    I'll be the first to give him the news
    We're going to save Celia Cruz

    Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz
    Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz, come on, Bobby
    Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz (sing along with me Bob)
    I always sing along with you Jack (I know you do)

    Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz (I'm excited Bob, just like the Rough Riders)
    Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz (you excited?)
    Jack was right about you, Bob
    Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz (big office, isn't it Bob? Long hallway)Writer/s: RANDY NEWMAN
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
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