Orlando's

All types of travelers from near and far

Come to get a drink at Orlando's bar

On a lovely patch of grass in a land far away

Only those who have directions are allowed to drink and stay

On the stage is a man with a flawless reputation

He's the king of the jam drunk on many situations

And his friend stage right is a dobro sensation

Almost every single night he gets a standing ovation

All across the land they were selling out shows

With the sickest and the quickest riffs that everybody knows

They chose their name in no time flat

They decided on Jamflowman McGrat

And as the night goes on and the drinks get stronger

The crowd gets drunk and the band gets louder

But no one seems to mind as they played their favorite songs

Now everybody raise your glass

It's time to sing along

Hey

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Daaah

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Daaah

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Daaah

In hopped a creature up to the bar

With a big head of dreads and a great big jaw

His wings were well hidden and his roots locked up tight

He'd been flying for months with no end in sight

He said "Barkeep now I need to drink my fill

Give me sour milk from some big birds bill"

And as the night went on he drank and danced and sang

Old Frankie was the happiest he'd ever been

And in the seat to his left was a mess of a man

Haunted by a quest in a foreign land

He was the greatest knight the king had ever seen

He defeated evil Zeus with his brother Meebs

He liked his scotch well aged with some Sour D

And was known to hit the dance floor occasionally

He jumped right up and said "I love this song"

Then Tibby grabbed Frankie and they sang along

Hey

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Daaah

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Daaah

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da

Daaah

In the corner of the bar sits a man drinking tea

With a whole lotta stories of his time as a thief

In his youth he was king with his friend named Dean

They take your money take your pride and all your precious things

Eventually they made enough to go legit

Buying up the corporations that made him sick

He retired at the age of 33

And spent the rest of his life doing what he pleased

At the middle of the room is a man fulla gloom

'Cause the ladies did not want to dance

No matter how hard he tried not a girl alive

Would consider his romance

With a boat made for tugging and a face full of greens

Old Cabbage did not stand a chance

But as he heard a song, a familiar tune

Him and Carter got up and danced across the room

In the land of Beethoven & Greene

(Da-da-da-da-da)

There's a bar for the flourishing scene

(Da-da-da-da-da)

In the midst of the mist unseen

(Da-da-da-da-da)

All the patrons can Relax and Dream

(Daaah)

Relax and Dream

(Da-da-da-da-da)

Open your eyes to see

(Da-da-da-da-da)

Let the beauty all around

(Da-da-da-da-da)

Fill your heart up with the sound

(Daaah)

In the land of Beethoven & Greene

(Da-da-da-da-da)

There's a bar for the flourishing scene

(Da-da-da-da-da)

In the midst of the mist unseen

(Da-da-da-da-da)

All the patrons can Relax and Dream

(Daaah)