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
I do what I can"

Downstairs he's playing Kenton
The Magnavox 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 those guys have"

He says, "I do what I can
I work for a living
And that's who I am
That's who I am"

And it's good to be alive
But everything's different since Leo died
I do what I can

Is this the end of the modern world
What could it mean for a young girl
Who sees the pain on 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
Could there still be life in Kenton's swing
With the Kennedys gone and everything
Those sad rows of houses with their optimistic colors
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 that I am now

And he says, "I do what I can
I work for a living
And that's who I am
That's who I am"

But it's good to be alive
And these are the choices
We make to survive
You do what you can