Planet Jive

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!
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 Woah! Oh boy! Come on now!
 Yeah!
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 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!