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Jimmy Buffett |
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Miscellaneous |
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Fruitcakes |
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Fruitcakes |
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1994 |
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--Spoken: |
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"You know I was talking to my friend Desdemona the other day she |
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runs this space station and bake shop down near Boomtown. She told |
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me that human beings are flawed individuals. The cosmic bakers |
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took us out of the oven a little too early. And that's the |
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reason we're as crazy as we are and I believe it." |
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"Take for example when you go to the movies these days, you know. |
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They try to sell you this jumbo drink, 8 extra ounces of watered |
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down cherry coke for an extra 25 cents. I don't want it. |
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I don't want that much organziation in my life. |
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I don't want other people thinking for me. |
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I want my Junior Mints. Where did the Junior Mints go in the |
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movies. I don't want a 12 lb. Nestle's crunch for 25 dollars. I |
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want Junior Mints." |
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"We need more fruitcakes in this world and less bakers! |
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We need people that care! I'm mad as hell! And I don't want to |
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take it anymore!" |
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Chorus: |
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Fruitcakes in the kitchen (Fruitcakes in the kitchen) |
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Fruitcakes on the street (Fruitcakes on the street) |
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Struttin' naked through the crosswalk |
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In the middle of the week |
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Half-baked cookies in the oven (Cookies in the oven) |
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Half-baked people on the bus (People on the bus) |
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There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us |
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Paradise, lost and found |
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Paradise, take a look around |
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I was out in California where I hear they have it all |
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They got riots, fires, mud slides |
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They've got sushi in the mall |
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Water bars, brontasaurs, chinese modern lust |
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Shake and bake life with the quake |
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The secret's in the crust |
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Chorus: |
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Fruitcakes in the kitchen (Fruitcakes in the kitchen) |
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Fruitcakes on the street (Fruitcakes on the street) |
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Struttin' naked through the crosswalk |
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In the middle of the week |
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Half-baked cookies in the oven (Cookies in the oven) |
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Half-baked people on the bus (People on the bus) |
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There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us |
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--Spoken: |
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"Speakin' of fruitcakes, how 'bout the government? |
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Your tax dollars at work." |
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We lost our Martian rocket ship |
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The high paid spokesman said |
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Looks like that silly rocket ship |
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Has lost its cone shaped head |
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We spent 90 jillion dollars trying to get a look at Mars |
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I hear universal laughter ringing out among the stars |
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Chorus: |
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Fruitcakes in the galaxy (Fruitcakes in the galaxy) |
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Fuitcakes on the earth (Fruitcakes on the earth) |
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Struttin' naked towards eternity |
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We've been that way since birth |
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Half-baked cookies in the oven (Cookies in the oven) |
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Half-baked people on the bus (People on the bus) |
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There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us |
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--Spoken: |
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"Religion! Religion! Oh, there's a thin line between Saturday |
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night and Sunday morning. Here we go now. |
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Alright, alter boys." |
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Mea Culpa Mea Culpa Mea Maxima Culpa |
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Mea Culpa Mea Culpa Mea Maxima Culpa |
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Where's the church, who took the steeple |
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Religion is in the hands of some crazy-ass people |
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Television preachers with bad hair and dimples |
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The god's honest truth is it's not that simple |
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It's the Buddhist in you, it's the Pagan in me |
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It's the Muslim in him, she's Catholic ain't she? |
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It's the born again look its the WASP and the Jew |
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Tell me what's goin on, I ain't gotta clue |
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--Spoken: |
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"Now here comes the big ones. Relationships! We all got 'em, we |
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all want 'em. What do we do with 'em? |
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Here we go, I'll tell ya." |
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She said you gotta do your fair share |
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Now cough up half the rent |
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I treat my body like a temple |
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You treat yours like a tent |
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But the right word at the right time |
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May get me a little hug |
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That's the difference between lightning |
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And a harmless lightnin' bug |
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Chorus: |
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Fruitcakes in the kitchen (Fruitcakes in the kitchen) |
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Fruitcakes on the street (Fruitcakes on the street) |
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Struttin' naked through the crosswalk |
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In the middle of the week |
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Half-baked cookies in the oven (Cookies in the oven) |
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Half-baked people on the bus (People on the bus) |
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There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us |
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--Spoken: |
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"The future. Captain's log, stardate two thousand and something." |
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We're seven years from the millenium |
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That's a science fiction fact |
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Stanley Kubrick and his buddy HAL |
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Now don't look that abstract |
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So I'll put on my Bob Marley tape |
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And practice what I preach |
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Get Jah lost in the reggae mon |
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As I walk along the beach |
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Stay in touch with my insanity really is the only way |
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Its a jungle out there kiddies |
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Have a very fruitful day |
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Hey. |
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Chorus: |
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Fruitcakes in the kitchen (Fruitcakes in the kitchen) |
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Fruitcakes on the street (Fruitcakes on the street) |
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Struttin' naked through the crosswalk |
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In the middle of the week |
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Half-baked cookies in the oven (Cookies in the oven) |
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Half-baked people on the bus (People on the bus) |
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There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us |
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--Spoken: |
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"That's right, you too. Yeah those crumbs are spread all around |
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this universe. I've seen fruitcakes. I saw this guy in Santa |
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Monica rollerskate naked through the crosswalk. Down in New |
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Orleans in the French market there are fruitcakes like you cannot |
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believe. New York, forget it. Fruitcake city. Down island, we've got |
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fruitcakes. Spread them crumbs around. That's right, we want |
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'em around. Keep bakin' baby. Keep bakin'." |