Push ‘Em Back, Kenny

[Intro] [Smooth piano and flugelhorn solo] [Light bossa nova percussion] [Verse 1] [Silky, relaxed delivery] He knows the rhythm of a comedy sketch He knows the lights on the Broadway stage He spent his years with Carol, turning the page A gentleman of the theater, looking his age... [Pre-Chorus] But when the curtain falls and the weekend starts He trades the Sondheim for the betting charts He’s got a ticket on the Iggles, he’s got a spread to cover And suddenly, the writer is a different kind of lover... [Chorus] [Soaring, melodic, harmonies swell] He says: Push 'em back! (Ba-da-da) Shove 'em back! (Ba-da-da) Wayyyyy back! (Brass swell) Oh, K-Boogie needs a defensive sack Or he’s gonna lose his shirt on the quarterback So push 'em back, way back, for Kenny tonight. [Verse 2] He’s eighty-two, with a mind like a steel trap Checking the odds while he takes a little nap He loves a monologue, he loves a witty rhyme But he loves the Under at halftime even more of the time! [Bridge] [Tempo slows slightly, very dramatic and lush] The line of scrimmage is a dangerous place You can see the worry on his elegant face He’s yelling at the screen with a dignified shout... "Don't let 'em in! Keep 'em out!" [Chorus] (Big Orchestral Bloom) Push 'em back! (Strings swirl) Shove 'em back! (Trumpet mute hits) Wayyyyy back! It’s the only prayer that keeps him on the track He needs a fumble, he needs a little slack Singing: Push 'em back, way back, for K-Boogie tonight. [Outro] (Flugelhorn solo fades out) (Spoken softly) That’s the spread, boys. Way back. (Fade)