JIMMY BUFFETT lyrics - Banana Wind

Bob Robert's Society Band

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Well, You've heard about the alligators sleepin' in the shade You've heard heard about the sugar barons screwin' up the 'glades, It's a melting pot existence That is hard to contemplate And a never ending battle in the Sunshine State. But far, far away from the front page news, Far, far away from the headline blues, Down a secondary road that severely shows its age The forties comes to life on a make-shift stage. It's the Bob Robert's Society Band. Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand. They don't play grunge and they don't play loud. It's the magic of the music that still draws a crowd. Well, the word goes out From Melbourne to the Keys. The faithful get the message Like it's written on the breeze. Young folks, old folks, 'Bout to cut a rug Fox Trot, Bunny Hop, Do the Jitterbug, To the Bob Robert's Society Band. Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand. They don't play grunge and they don't play loud. It's the magic of the music that still draws a crowd. I saw mini vans from Boca, Buses from Perrine. There were people speaking Hindu In the Bar-B-Que line. A couple on their honeymoon Looked a bit confused. But the boys in the band put 'em right in the mood. They played..... A lady dressed in purple started dancing all alone Then she sauntered oh so gently to the vacant microphone. She sounded like she's someone and never missed a beat. By the time the number ended they were dancin' in the street. They'd died and gone to heaven, That lively little crowd, Trombones and saxophones Sent 'em through the clouds. It could have gone all night But the party had to stop. When they blew the circuit breaker In the souvenir shop. It's the Bob Robert's Society Band Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand They don't play grunge and they don't play loud It's the magic of the music that still draws a crowd. It's the Bob Robert's Society Band Playing every Sunday down at the Orange Grove Stand They don't play grunge and they don't play loud It's the magic of the music that still draws a crowd.

Magic Every Moment

DAN FOGELBERG "River Of Souls"
I awoke this morning to a shattering sound And I went downstairs and found these shards of glass strewn all around And there upon the floor I found this poor broken dove And it made me realize how very fragile is this life that we so love I came back up to bed and I held you so tight And I prayed up to the Father, oh I prayed with all my might That He'd always keep you with me, that He'd always keep you safe And when I went downstairs I found that dove had somehow up and flown away There's a magic every moment There's a miracles each day There's a magic every moment Oh won't you let the music play Oh won't you let the music play On a high and windy island I was gazing out to sea When a long forgotten feeling came and took control of me It was then the clouds burst open and the sun came pouring through When it hit those dancing waters in an instant all eternity I knew There's so much we take for granted, there's so much we never say We get caught up in the motion of just a living day to day We are fettered to the future, we are prisoners of the past And we never seem to notice 'til our lives have finally slipped right through our grasp There's a magic every moment There's a miracles each day There's a magic every moment Oh won't you let the music play Oh won't you let the music play You can see forever in a single drop of dew You can see that same forever if you look down deep inside of you There's a spark of the creator in every living thing He respects me when I work but He so loves me when I sing There's a magic every moment There's a miracles each day There's a magic every moment Oh won't you let the music play Oh won't you let the music play There's a magic every moment There's a miracles each day There's a magic every moment Oh won't you let the music play Oh won't you let the music play

The Sound Of The Crowd

Human League "Dare"
Put your hand in a party wave Pass around Make a shroud pulling combs through a backwash frame Find the copies in a carbon mount Pass around Stroke a pocket with a print of a laughing sound Get around town Get around town Where the people look good Where the music is loud Get around town No need to stand proud Add your voice to the sound of the crowd The shades from a pencil peer Pass around A fold in an eyelid brushed with fear The lines on a compact guide Pass around A hat with alignment worn insde Get around town Get around town Where the people look good Where the music is loud Get around town No need to stand proud Add your voice to the sound of the crowd Get in line now Get in line now Stay in time with the rhythm and rhyme Get around town Get around town Where the people look good Where the music is loud Get around town No need to stand proud Add your voice to the sound of the crowd Get around town Get around town Where the people look good Where the music is loud Get around town No need to stand proud Add your voice to the sound of the crowd Get around town Get around town Where the people look good Where the music is loud Get around town No need to stand proud Add your voice to the sound of the crowd

Floorfiller

A-TEENS "Pop 'Til You Drop!"
Hey Mr. DJ, in case you forgot I came to get down So you better make it hot Cause I can't jump around when I hear groove killers When I'm out sitting down, it's a clear time stealer Give me a track with a phat kind of beat A groove so unique that it kicks me off my seat Cause I won't find a mood with a new spine chiller When the crowd hits the room, it's a true crowd thiller Freeze, better make it hot Music please, blow the spot Play that funky music That is how we want it Floorfiller That is how we need it Floorfiller Something's outta order, people in the corners Don't you see it Can't you feel it Floorfiller Crank up a bass that can raise up the roof A bomb diggy drum comin' at me with a poof Gotta boom, shake the room, cause we're all heat seekers With a jam that can slam down the walls, mindfreaker Freeze, better make it hot Music please, blow the spot Play that funky music That is how we want it Floorfiller That is how we need it Floorfiller Something's outta order, people in the corners Don't you see it Can't you feel it You know by the sounds when the crowd is getting wild Hands swinging high like a chopper in the sky But a slow bump or flow ain't the way, floorfreezer See the name of the game is to play, crowd pleaser Freeze, better make it hot Music please, blow the spot Play that funky music That is how we want it Floorfiller That is how we need it Floorfiller Something's outta order, people in the corners Don't you see it Can't you feel it That is how we want it Floorfiller That is how we need it Floorfiller Something's outta order, people in the corners Don't you see it Can't you feel it Floorfiller

Play That Song Again

JOAN JETT AND THE BLACKHEARTS "Up Your Alley"
(J. Jett/R. Byrd/F. Carillo) Twenty one and lost out on the street You won't take nobody's sympathy Back at home you reached for love But you was turned away Black and blue you cry most every night You tell your friends that everything's all right Hoping when you closed your eyes It all will go away (But with the music loud) (Your life gets better somehow) All right play that song again All night and never let it end You'll find something there for you All right it can get you through It's though there's someone trying to break you down There's a million takers in this town It's too hard when no one even wants to understand Guitar coming from a radio Always takes you where you wanna go Somehow all your troubles always seem to fade away (But with the music loud) (Your life gets better somehow) All right play that song again All night and never let it end You'll find something there for you All right it can get you through Guitar coming from a radio Always takes you where you wanna go (But with the music loud) (Your life gets better somehow) All right play that song again All night and never let it end You'll find something there for you All right it can get you through All right all night All right all night

Pete's Music City

ALABAMA "Southern Star"
Well… Northern Georgia, highway 41, Beside the carpet mill and the gas station There was a music store, slash radio shack With the sound of dreamers jamming in the back Well we rocked all night and we rolled all day We never bought nothin' but we sure did play The music was loud and the girls were pretty There was always some magic down at Pete's Music City We had electric guitars just a gathering' dust And a chrome mic stand with just a little bit of rust And a couple of amps with the volume on 10 When the last bell rings that's when the music begins And we rocked all night… And we rolled all day We never bought nothin' but we sure did play The music was loud and the girls were pretty There was always some magic down at Pete's music city Well the years have been long, and they ain't been kind And they say all that's left is the old faded sign But the music's still ringing loud in my heart Down at Pete's Music City where I got my start Well we rocked all night… And we rolled all day We never bought nothin' but we sure did play The music was loud and the girls were pretty There was always some magic down at Pete's Music City We rocked all night and we rolled all day We never bought nothin' but we sure did play The music was loud and the girls were pretty There was always some magic down at Pete's Music City

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