[Intro] Trumpets blare, the rhythm's in your soul Saxophones wail, a melody takes control [Verse] In the heat of the night, the band begins to play Every note's a battle, every chord's a fray [Bridge] Syncopated beats, they lift you off your seat Gordon's spirit lives on, in this big phat treat [Chorus] It's the big phat swing, that makes you move and sing A intermediate's delight, this tune's the king [Outro] As the music fades, you're left on a high The big band's energy, forever will inspire