1 V: Well, you've heard about the alligators sleepin' in the shade
You've heard about the sugar barons screwin' up the 'glade.
It's a melting pot existence and it's hard to contemplate,
But I'm never in the battle in the Sunshine State.
2 V: 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 makeshift stage.
1 C: It's the Bob Roberts Society Band,
playin' 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.
3 V: 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 vow to cut a rug;
fox trot, bunny hop, do the jitterbug.
2 C: It's the Bob Roberts Society Band,
playin' 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.
4 V: I saw many vans from Boca, buses from Perrine.
There were people speakin' Hindu in the barbecue line.
A couple on their honeymoon looked a bit confused,
but the boys in the band put 'em right in the mood, they played ...
5 V: A lady dressed in purple started dancin' all alone,
then she sauntered oh so gently to the vacant microphone.
She sounded like she's someone who never missed a beat,
by the time the number ended they were dancin' in the street.
6 V: They died and gone to heaven, that lively little crowd.
Trombones and saxophones sent 'em to the clouds.
They coulda gone all night but the party had to stop
when they blew the circuit breaker in the souvenir shop.
3 C: It's the Bob Roberts Society Band,
playin' 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.
4 C: It's the Bob Roberts Society Band,
playin' 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.
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