Dude, take my word for it. Come sit on my front porch if you don't believe me.

Here's an example. I was dining at my go-to pizza place a few blocks away in the French Quarter, where they usually pump classic Motown over the sound system. Two NOPD officers sitting at the next table. Marvin Gaye comes on. One of the NOPD's closes his eyes, throws his head back, and starts up...

MOTHER, MOTHER, THERE'S TOO MANY OF YOU CRYING
BROTHER BROTHER BROTHER, THERE'S TOO MANY OF US DYING
YOU KNOW WE GOT TO FIND A WAY
FOR UNDERSTANDING, HERE TODAY...

True story.