Time for a song - a good one - with lots of good lyrics:
You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel alright when you hear that music ring
Well, now you step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in too many other places
Oh, but the horns, they're blowing that sound
Way on down south, way on down south London town
You check out Guitar George
He knows all them fancy chords
Mind it's strictly rhythm
He doesn't wanna make it cry or sing
Said his old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing
And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make that fancy scene
He's got a daytime job, he's doing quite alright
He can play the honky tonk like anything
Saving it for a Friday night
With the Sultans, with the Sultans of Swing
And see a crowd of boys, fooling around in the corner
Dressed in their baggies and their best king drawers
They don't give a damn about any trumpet-playing band
It ain't what they call "Rock 'n' Roll"
And the Sultans, oh yeah, the Sultans, they play Creole
And then the man, he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last as the time bell rings
"Goodnight, now it's time to go home."
Then he makes it fast with one more thing,
"We are the Sultans, we are the Sultans of Swing."
[turn it up]
[awesome guitar]
[piano pause]
[rebuild]
[big finish with more awesome guitar]
