1. Only Time Will Tell

    Only Time Will Tell
    Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett, Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P. Mayer & J. Mayer Scales and clocks just can't be trusted
    Keys and locks are destined to be busted
    Metaphors were never made for keeping score
    And I'm feeling for the sound of time Is it the answer or just a suggestion
    Is love what we truly want or merely a protection
    Is this music made to last or crumble like a shell
    Is there heaven here on earth or is this really hell? (Chorus):
    Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong
    Only time will tell, is there a message in this song?
    Will it eve make sense, will it ever ring a bell?
    Only time will tell. Are we destined to be ruled by a bunch of old white men
    Who compare the world to football and are programmed to defend
    I'd like to try a princess or a non-terrestrial
    Who is neither boat nor bashful
    Is there really such a girl Chorus
    Only time will tell,.... I woke up this morning feeling absolutely grand
    For nearly half a century I've been singing in a band
    I'd like to think Ill make it to two thousand and one
    Will the party be at my house?
    God, I wonder who will come...
  2. Jamaica Mistaica

    Jamaica Mistaica
    Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett
    Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P. Mayer, J. Mayer Some folks say that I've got the perfect life
    Three swell kids, lots of toys and a lovely wife
    I fly, I sail, I throw caution to the wind
    Drift like a stratus cloud above the Caribbean But every now and then, the dragons come to call
    Just when you least expect it you'll be dodgin' cannonballs
    I've seen too much not to stay in touch
    With a world full of love and luck
    I've got a big suspicion 'bout ammunition
    I never forget to duck (Chorus):
    Come back, come back back to Jamaica
    Don't chu know we made a big mistaica
    We'd be so sad if you told us good-bye
    And we promise not to shoot you out of the sky It was a beautiful day, the kind you want to toast
    We were tree top flyin' movin' west along the coast
    Then we landed in the water, just about my favorite thrill
    When some asshole started firing as we taxied to Negril Just about to lose my temper as I endeavored to explain
    We had only come for chicken we were not a ganja plane
    Well, you should have seen their faces when they finally realized
    We were not some coked up cowboy sporting guns and alibis
    (Chorus)
    They shot from the lighthouse, they shot from highway
    They shot from the top of the cliff, they had all gone haywire
    We're catchin' fire, and there wasn't even a spliff Well, the word got out all over the island
    Friends, strangers, they were all apologizin'
    Some thought me crazy for being way too nice
    But it's just another shitty day in paradise
    (Chorus)
  3. School Boy Heart

    School Boy Heart
    Jimmy Buffett & Matt Betton I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
    Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
    I came with nomad feet and some wandering toes
    That walk up my longboard and hang off the nose I suppose the need to focus never arose
    So something like a Swiss Army knife, that's my life
    Frankenstein had nothing on this body of mine
    The villagers still flockin' to see, to see me
    Breakin' free, breakin' free "Cause I got a school boy heart, novelist eye
    Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
    I got a bartender ear and a beachcomber style
    Piratical nerve and a vaudevillian style I-yi-yi-yi-yi, i-yi-yi-yi-yi I suspect I died in some cosmic shipwreck
    With all hands spread all over the deck,--what the heck.
    Then some kind of unseen and unscrupulous mind
    Began to pick up what he could find, added ice
    Shook me twice, rolled the dice Now I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
    Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
    I got a native tongue from way down south
    It sits in the cheek of my Gulf coastal mouth I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
    Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
    I came with nomad feet and some wandering toes
    That glide up my longboard and hang off the nose I-yi-yi-yi-yi, i-yi-yi-yi-yi,........
  4. Banana Wind [Instrumental]

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  5. Holiday

    Holiday
    Lyrics & music by Jimmy Buffett, Ralph MacDonald & Bill Eaton, and William Salter The weather channel girl with her perfect weather curl
    Is talking "Cold, cold, cold"
    You can't get out of bed
    You can't remember what you've said
    You're feeling old, old, old Is it a fever or depression, anger or aggression
    What's the remedy?
    We're not talking rocket science
    The answer to your question's
    Very plain to see (Chorus)
    You need a holiday, take a holiday
    Find a far-off wonderland
    Where you might regain command of your life today
    Take a holiday, you need a holiday
    Grab a pack and hit the trail
    Take a sail and wind up in some moonlit bay You're caught in the Internet
    You think it's such a great asset
    You're wrong , wrong, wrong
    All that fiber optic gear
    Still cannot take away the fear
    Like and island song Disregard confession, stop trying to make impressions
    On your corporate climb
    It might come as quite a shock
    But you can't really own that rock
    It's just a waste of time. So, take a holiday, take a holiday
    Find a place to find yourself
    Take your life sown off that shelf
    Quit acting so blase
    Take a holiday, you need a holiday
    grab a pack and hit the trail
    Take a sail and wind on some moonlit bay Well, it's only up to you, no one else can teach you to
    Go out and have some fun
    Though, if you want to stay alive
    Evade the big nose dive
    Be a comedian And take a holiday, you need a holiday
    Find a far-off wonderland
    Where you might regain command of your life today
    Take a holiday, you need a holiday
    Grab a pack and hit the trail
    Take a sail and wind up in some moonlit bay You need a holiday, take a holiday
    Find a place to find yourself
    Take your life down off that shelf
    Quit acting so blase
    Take a holiday, you need a holiday
    Grab a pack and hit the trail
    Take a sail and wind up in some moonlit bay.
  6. Bob Robert\'s Society Band

    Bob Robert's Society Band
    Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett
    Music by Amy Lee Well, you heard about the alligators sleepin' in the shade
    Ya heard about the sugar barons screwin' up the Glades
    It's a melting pot existence that is hard to contemplate
    And a never-ending battle in the Sunshine State But far far away from the front page news
    Far far away from the headline blues
    Down a secondary road that severely shows its age
    The forties comes to life on a make-shift stage (Chorus)
    It's the Bob Robert's Society Band
    Playing every Sunday at the Orange Grove Stand
    They don't play grunge and they don't play loud
    It's the magic of the music that still draws a crowd Well, the word goes out from Melbourne to the Keys
    The faithful get the message like it's written on the breeze
    Young folks, old folks about to cut a rug
    Fox trot, bunny hop, do the jitterbug (Chorus) I saw mini vans from Boca and busses from Perrine
    There were people speaking Hindu in the bar-b-que line
    A couple on their honeymoon looked a bit confused
    But the boys in the band put them fight in the mood. A lady dressed in purple started dancing all alone
    Then she sauntered oh so gently to the vacant microphone
    She sounded like she's someone and never missed a beat
    By the time the number ended they were dancin' in the street They'd died and gone to heaven, that lively little crowd
    Trombones and saxophone sent them through the clouds
    It could have gone all night but the party had to stop
    When they blew the circuit breaker in the souvenir shop
  7. Overkill

    Overkill
    Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett
    Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P. Mayer & J. Mayer Legal problems gettin' thick and hazy
    Look at the people gettin' rich and crazy
    Locked up in mansions on the top of a hill
    Someone needs to tell them 'bout overkill (Chorus)
    Overkill, overkill
    Such a megalo modern problematic ill
    Climb too fast and shove too hard
    You'll be pushin' up the daisies in the old bone yard
    Ah,...ah, ah,...ah I went found the truth in the Himilayas
    Bundled up half-frozen munchin' Milky Way-as
    Found a shaman in a diaper with a poppy pot
    When I asked if he was cold he said, "I just think hot." (Chorus) Minor rap breakdown bridge
    Out in Hollywood, the paper money rolls
    They feed their egos, instead of their souls
    A million here, a million there, a mindless corporate dance
    Get paid for fuckin' off, in the south of France
    They don't do the shows, but they act like the stars
    They fly around in G4's and suck on big cigars
    It ain't about the talent, it ain't about the skill
    It's all about the silly stupid horseshit deal (Chorus) I got no corporate gig, I got no guru
    I don't own the ocean front in Honolulu
    You write the big checks, but I pay your bills
    Now someone's got to tell you 'bout overkill (Chorus)
  8. Desdemona\'s Building a Rocket Ship

    Desdemona's Building a Rocket Ship
    Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett
    Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P. Mayer & J. Mayer (Chorus)
    Desdemona's building a rocket ship, Desdemona's going away
    Desdemona's building a rocket ship, blasting off today
    She's got a passion for cookies, a crew full of rookies
    It's gonna be a helluva blow
    Desdemona's building a rocket ship , and I've got to go A woman on a mission, quite familiar with quasars
    Her heart is in the kitchen but her soul is in the stars
    Crystal clear on logic but short on expertise
    This is a very ancient puzzle, she feels herself a piece (Chorus)
    Desdemona's building a rocket ship, Desdemona's going away
    Desdemona's building a rocket ship, blasting off today
    She's got a passion for cookies, a crew full of rookies
    It's gonna be a helluva blow
    Desdemona's building a rocket ship
    Guess I've got to go She was down in Puerto Rico, doin'a a scientist
    True, he was no geek though she was taken with his kiss
    It was under a giant telescope where she heard the calling voice
    It came screaming through the light years, she never had a choice Pleiades callin' her home
    Seven Sisters, she hears her distant Sisters
    Pleiades callin' me home
    Seven Sisters, she hears her Seven Sisters Pleiades callin' her home
    Seven Sisters, she hears her distant Sisters
    Pleiades callin' me home
    Seven Sisters, she hears her Seven Sisters A woman on a mission, quite familiar with quasars
    Her heart is in the kitchen but her soul is in the stars
    Her engines fuel with logic and navigation expertise
    It's very distant puzzle, she's gonna get her piece Desdemona's building a rocket ship, Desdemona's going away
    Desdemona's building a rocket ship, blasting off today
    She's got a passion for cookies, a crew full of rookies
    It's gonna be a helluva blow
    Desdemona's building a rocket ship , I've just got to go Seven Sisters
    Seven Sisters, she hears her distant Sisters
    Seven Sisters, she hears her Seven Sisters Pleiades callin' her home
    Seven Sisters, she hears her distant Sisters
    Pleiades callin' me home
    Seven Sisters, she hears her Seven Sisters
    Pleiades callin' her home
    Seven Sisters, she hears her distant Sisters
    Pleiades callin' me home
  9. Mental Floss

    Mental Floss
    Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett
    Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P.Mayer & J. Mayer I'd like to be a jellyfish
    'Cause jellyfish don't pay rent
    They don't walk and they don't talk
    With some Euro-trash accent
    They're just simple protoplasm
    Clear as cellophane
    They ride the winds of fortune
    Life without a brain (Chorus)
    In one ear and out the other
    Don't you get criss-crossed
    I recommend you try a little
    Mental floss It's the small, small problems
    That keep me so upset
    And send me seeking shelter
    Beneath my mosquito net I stay there for hours
    Protected from the night
    All those insects and vipers
    And other things that bite (Chorus) I'd like to be a jellyfish
    'Cause jellyfish don't pay rent
    They don't walk and they don't talk
    With some Euro-trash accent
    They're just simple protoplasm
    Clear as cellophane
    They ride the winds of fortune
    Life without a brain (Chorus)
    In one ear and out the other
    Don't you get criss-crossed
    I recommend you try a little
    Mental floss
  10. Cultural Infidel

    Cultural Infidel
    Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett
    Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P. Mayer, J. Mayer I'm a cultural infidel, painting in the dark
    I'm a cultural infidel, singing in the park
    Socrates, hypothesis, the music of Mozart
    I'm a cultural infidel, coming from the heart Free thinkin', hoodwinkin', unblinkin' man
    Start trouble, burst bubbles, join my caravan
    Someone's got to talk about accountability
    Someone's got to raise some hell, I guess it could be me I'm a cultural infidel trying to draw a crowd
    I'm a cultural infidel, singing right out loud
    Philosophy is not for me, laughing is my game
    I'm a cultural infidel, slap me with the blame Loose cannon, Armageddon, preachers at the door
    Spittin' poison at the boys 'n girls on dance floor
    I hear them in the congress, I see them on TV
    I hope the Inquisition remains a memory Al'Diablo Picasso, Al'Diablo Manet
    Al'Diablo Fontainebleau, Al'Diable Hemingway
    O'Diab Dr. Thompson, O'Diab St. Joan
    O'Diab Village People, O'Diab Rolling Stones
    Someone's got to talk about accountability
    Someone's got to raise some hell, it might as well be me I'm a cultural infidel, believe in common sense
    I'm a cultural infidel, love the present tense
    But we have to keep a look out for those mean old backed-up farts
    I'm a cultural infidel, comin' from the heart My heart, my heart, mon coeur
    Will I see you in Heaven, will I see you in Hell
    Will I see you in Rio, only time will tell Will I see you in Heaven, will I see you in Hell
    Will I see you tomorrow, only time will tell
  11. Happily Ever After (Now and Then)

    Happily Ever After (Now & Then)
    by Jimmy Buffett & Dave Loggins I've been a stand in a stunt man, I've taken some falls
    Troubles,--I've had my share
    But no one has to learn how to run before walkin' 'round
    Breathin' that million-air Take it from me 'cause I found
    If you leave it then somebody else is bound
    To find that treasure, that moment of pleasure
    When yours it could have been (Chorus)
    Some people never find it, some only pretend
    But me, I just want to live happily ever after
    Every now and then I've been in vans and in bands on and through stages
    One thing I can conclude, one has to learn
    Havin' fun is just smilin' through
    Those changes in latitudes, changes in in attitudes Take it from me 'cause I found
    If you leave it then somebody else is bound
    To find that treasure, that moment of pleasure
    When yours it could have been (Chorus) Some people never find it, some only pretend
    But me, hell, I just want to live happily ever after
    Every now and then
    Every now and then
  12. False Echoes [Havana 1921]

    False Echoes
    Jimmy Buffett The skies over Cuba turned pink with the light
    And the waterfront ritual began to ignite
    All the ships in the harbour were warmed by the sun
    Twenty-fifth of November, Nineteen twenty-one On the old Chicamauga the signal jacks flew
    And the message they spelled out caused a great ballyhoo
    Every ship in Havana then hoisted away
    All the pennants were flyin' on my dad's first birthday (Chorus)
    Enduring echoes call out from his past
    Time ain't for savin', no, Time's not for that
    Chasin' false echoes like a lost legionnaire
    He waltzes on memories while he fades like a flare Now his storybook childhood was not make-believe
    On the decks of a tallship he was taught to achieve
    Witnessed storms and starvation, natural wonders and force
    Oh, the life of a sailor steers a wanderin' course (Chorus) Well, now life throws us curve balls we never can reach
    He gave up the ocean but he lived by the beach
    Where he raised up his family, taught us all to survive
    Then the wind went away in 1995 Now the old Chicamauga has slipped by the way
    She lies on the bottom of old Mobile Bay
    Where the ghosts of his father and his brother are near
    They protect him and tell him there's nothing to fear
    'Cause it's family tradition we take to the sea
    And it's a time in the future for Cameron and me (Chorus) The skies over Cuba were warmed by the sun
    Twenty-fifth of November, 1921

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