Album: Tuesday Night Music Club
We Do Whe Do What We Can
Downstairs they're playing Kenton.
The house set to swing.
I lay in my bed. And listen to everything.
Cause Leo's in rare form tonight.
His trombone sings so sweet.
This is the room where they all come to meet.
He said I do what I can...I live for the moment.
And that's who I am. Yeah, that's who I am...and isn't it good?
If we could freeze moments in time, we all would.
But I do what I can.
Downstairs he's playing Kenton.
The Magnovox sighs, but oh, how the music has changed.
In all of our lives.
He says "Nobody Listens to modern jazz".
And I'll never have what these guys have.
He says I do what I can. I work for a living. That's who I am.
Yeah, that's who I am. It's got to be alive.
But everything's different since Leo died. Since Leo died.
Is this the end of the modern world? What could it mean for a young
girl?
Who sees the pain in his face?
He does what he can. The procession on the TV screen.
What could it possibly mean for a man?
Who's come this far just to turn around?
He does what he can.
Could there still be life in Kenton's swing?
With the Kennedys gone and everything?
Those sad rows of houses with their optimistic colours.
Democrat grandparents and draft-dodging brothers.
Riots down the street and discontented mothers.
We do what we can.
Downstairs it's quiet. Less alive somehow.
Somehow he was everything I am now.
He says "I do what I can, I work for a living"
Thats who I am. Yeah, that's who I am.
It's good to be alive.
These are the choices we make to survive.
We do what we can.