Randy Newman - Brothers lyrics

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)