Lyrics
Greetings, people of Earth
It's time to swing
We come from Planet Jive
Where the music so is live
And the people like to dance away their blues
So if you're feeling down
Turn your rocket ship around
Planet Jive is the only place to cruise
I come from City Bop
Where the music so is hop
And the president wears a zoot suit on TV
There are swing clubs in every corner
They're all owned by Jackie Horner
People say, "What a cool boy is he"
Oh, how they adore us when we wear our blue fedoras
Our zoot suits are the envy of the town
As we sauder through the street
With our two-tones on our feet
Barbershopers are sure to gather round
Gather 'round now!
Gather 'round!
Come on everybody, roll up
Now this cat called Jackie Horner
The press'll try to warn ya
They said he was a gangster from the start
But he threw out all the thugs
And he put a stop to drugs
He's a dancer who's got living in his heart
Now he went on a vacation
To federation station
And opened up the biggest club of all
Hepcats came from Mars and Venus
Now the Universe has seen us
At the interplanetary junkyard ball
Oh, how they adore us when we wear our blue fedoras
Our zoot suits are the envy of the town
As we sauder through the street
With our two-tones on our feet
Barbershopers are sure to gather 'round
Yeah!
Oh!
Ay!
Woah! Oh boy! Come on now!
Yeah!
Oh, how they adore us when we wear our blue fedoras
Our zoot suits are the envy of the town
As we sauder through the street
With our two-tones on our feet
Barbershopers are sure to gather 'round
From the kids inside of shoes
To the elders with the blues
Everybody in the galaxy's alive
Dancing to that swingin' rhythm
Even squares are swingin' with 'em
To the sound that started on that Planet Jive
Oh, how they adore us
When we wear our blue fedoras
Our zoot suits are the envy of the town
As we sauder through the street
With our two-tones on our feet
Barbershopers are sure to gather 'round
Oh, how they adore us
When we wear our blue fedoras
Our zoot suits are the envy of the town
As we sauder through the street
With our two-tones on our feet
Barbershopers are sure to gather 'round
Gather here! Come on everybody! Climb aboard!
Buckle up! We gonna pass Alpha Centauri!
We're outta here!
