Brothers - Randy Newman

Hey, Bobby

Why are you standing in the shadows?

Come over by the fire

I want to 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

Maybe we do

I got some Michter’s Irish whiskey

From Mr. George Preston Marshall

The man who’s owned the Redskins

Since the days of old

And he runs them 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 halfback, 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

Hmmm

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 90 miles away

This man has a plan to overthrow the government there

With a 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 will join them

They’ll march on Havana

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 USA

I’ll see the man with the plan

And I’ll be the first to shake him by the hand

And I’ll be the first to give him the news

We’re gonna save Celia Cruz

Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz

Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz

Sing along, Bobby

Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz

Sing harmony, Bob

I always sing harmony, Jack

I know you do

I’m excited Bob

It’s just like the Rough Riders

You excited?

Dad was right about you, Bobby

Big office, isn’t it, Bobby?

Long hallway