1. Everybody\'s Got a Cousin in Miami

    Everybody's Got a Cousin in Miami
    Jimmy Buffett, Michael Tcshudin It was ninety miles to freedom but they took the risk
    Though the ocean was all motion and the wind was brisk
    The deadly gunboats never saw them in the pale moonlight
    They were off to Cayo Hueso by the dawns early light
    The gringo in the garden called the customs man
    They answered all his questions, were allowed to land
    The ladies shared a hairbrush and their husbands had a coke
    Then they were taken up to Krome to meet with their kin folk Chorus
    Everybody's got a cousin in Miami
    Everybody understands the impromptu
    Dancing in the heat to the beat
    That turns your clothing clammy
    Everybody needs to have a dream come true In a third world jungle not so far away
    Lives a natural drummer with a dream to play
    He's the brother of the lizard and the flying fish
    But he's been enchanted by the pictures
    From the satellite dish
    So his mama packs his bags, knots his red neck tie
    Sends him north to her relations with a kiss good-bye
    He's bewildered by the plane ride and the immigration line
    Until he sees his Christian name upon a cardboard sign Everybody's got a cousin in Miami
    Everybody is an Aborigine
    Dancing in the heat to the beat
    That turns your clothing clammy
    Everybody wants to win that lottery It's hard to believe the city started as a trading post
    Home to the Seminole, pirate and pioneer
    Between the river of grass and the old mosquito coast
    Before the railroad claimed the southernmost frontier I am umbilically connected to the temperate zone
    It brought me life, it brought me love
    I never have outgrown
    It brought me one too many nights along that Biscayne shore
    And one too many mornings in the Grove Drug Store
    In one way or the other we're all refugees
    Living out this easy life below the banyan trees
    Smoothing off the rougher edges of the culture clash
    We got a style, we got a look
    We got that old panache
  2. Fruitcakes

    Fruitcakes
    Jimmy Buffett, Amy Lee Fruitcakes in the kitchen
    Fruitcakes on the street
    Struttin' naked through the cross walk
    In the middle of the week Half baked cookies in the oven
    Half baked people on the bus
    There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us Paradise - Lost and found
    Paradise - take a look around I was out in California
    Where I hear they have it all
    They got riots, fires and mud slides
    They got sushi in the mall
    Water bars and Brontosaurs
    Chinese modern lust
    Shake and bake life with the quake
    The secret's in the crust Chorus We lost our Martian rocket ship
    The high paid spokesman said
    Looks like that silly rocket ship
    Has lost it's cone-shaped head We spent ninety jillion dollars
    Tryin' to get a look at Mars
    I hear universal laughter
    Ringing out among the stars Fruitcakes in the galaxy
    Fruitcakes on the Earth
    Strut naked towards eternity
    We've been that way since birth Half baked cookies in the oven
    Half baked people on the bus
    There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us Religion, religion.
    Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa
    Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa Where's the church, who took the steeple
    Religion's in the hands of some crazy ass people
    Television preachers with bad hair and dimples
    The God's honest truth is it's not that simple It's the Buddhist in you, it's the pagan in me
    It's the Muslim in him, she's Catholic ain't she?
    It's that born again look, it's the wasp and the Jew
    Tell me what's goin on, I ain't got a clue Here come the big ones - Relationships -
    We all got 'em, we all want 'em. What do we do with'em? She said you've got to do your fair share
    Now cough up half the rent
    I treat my body like a temple
    You treat yours like a tent But the right word at the right time
    May get me a little hug
    That's the difference between lightening
    And a harmless lightening bug ChorusThe future - Captain's log - Star date 2000 and somethin' We're seven years from the millennium
    That's a science fiction fact
    Stanley Kubrick and his buddy Hal
    Now don't look that abstract So I'll put on my Bob Marley tape
    And practice what I preach
    Get Ja lost in the reggae mon
    As I walk along the beach Stay in touch with my insanity
    Really is the only way
    It's a jungle out there kiddies
    Have a very fruitful day
  3. Lone Palm

    Lone Palm
    Jimmy Buffett My garden is filled with papayas and mangos
    My life is a mixture of reggaes and tangos
    Taste for the good life, I can live it no other way While out on the beach there are two empty chairs
    That say more than the people who ever sit there
    From under my lone palm I can look out on the day Chorus Where no bird flies by my window
    No ship is tied to my tree
    Love is a wave building to a crescendo
    Ride if you will, ride it with me I knew this girl made of memories and phrases
    Who lived her whole life in both chapters and stages
    Danced til the dawn, wished all her worries away Well she wasn't crazy no she wasn't mad
    She just wanted the father that she never had
    From under my lone palm I think about her today Chorus We sailed from the port of indecision
    Young and wild with oh so much to learn
    Days turn into years as we tried to fool our fears
    But to the port of indecision I returned My gardens are filled with papayas and mangos
    My life is a mixture of jingles and jangles
    Come Christmas winds and blow all my worries away Chorus Sing if you will and we'll sing to the sea.
  4. Six String Music

    Six String Music
    Jimmy Buffett, G.E. Smith Turn off the TV
    Turn off the crap
    Kick off your high heels
    Climb up in my lap
    And I'll play music
    A song from me to you Simple six string music
    A ballad or the blues No interruptions from the telephone
    Don't need call waiting
    Just you and me alone
    And my six string music
    A song from me to you
    Simple six string music
    A ballad or the blues Oh I remember that night in Africa
    My daughter and my little guitar
    Straddling the equator
    The king of Zanzibar
    Those shy black hidden faces
    They didn't know me from Adam's cat
    But the words and the singing
    And the people in a ring
    And the whole night went like that Some folks like icing, some folks like cake
    Some swim in the ocean, some paddle in a lake
    You can get into Beethoven, you can groove on Jimmy Reed
    But keep it simple stupid
    All we really need Is six string music
    A song from me to you
    Simple six string music
    A ballad or the blues Six string music
    Ain't no symphony
    It's just six string music
    So elementary
  5. Uncle John\'s Band

    Uncle John's Band
    Jerry Garcia, Robert Hunter Well the first days are the hardest days
    Don't you worry any more
    Cause when life looks like easy street
    There is danger at the door
    Think this through with me, let me know your mind
    Oh oh all I want to know is are you kind It's a buck dancer's choice my friend
    You better take my advice
    You know all the rules by now
    And the fire from the ice
    Will you come with me, won't you come with me
    Oh oh all I want to know, will you come with me God damn I declare have you seen the like
    Their walls are built with cannon balls
    Their motto is don't tread on me
    Come hear Uncle John's band playing to the tide
    Come on along or go alone,
    He's come to take his children home It's the same story the crow told me
    It's the only one he knows
    Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go
    Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait
    Oh oh all I want to know where does the time go I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggar's Tomb
    I've got me a violin and I beg you call the tune
    Any body's choice, I can hear your voice
    Oh oh all I want to know how does the song go Come hear Uncle John's band by the river side
    Got some things to talk about
    Here beside the rising tide
    Come hear Uncle John's band playing to the tide
    Come on along or go alone
    He's come to take his children home

    1970 Ice Nine Publishing Co., Inc. (ASCAP)
    All rights reserved. Used by permission.
  6. Love in the Library

    Love In The Library
    Jimmy Buffett, Mac McAnally On the corner of Government and Bay Avenue
    The old doomsday fanatic wore a crown of kudzu
    Sirens where wailing in the gulf coastal heat
    And it seemed like the whole world was in forced retreat
    I paid no attention, revolved through the door
    Passed the newspaper rack on the worn marble floor
    Near civil war history my heart skipped a beat
    She was standing on fiction stretched high on bare feet Chorus
    Love in the library, quiet and cool
    Love in the library, there are no rules
    Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime
    I fell in love in the library once upon a time I was the pirate and she was the queen
    Sir Francis and Elizabeth the best there's ever been
    Then she strolled past my table and stopped at the stairs
    Then sent me a smile as she reached for Flaubert Chorus
    She gathered her books, walked while she read
    Words never spoken but so much was said
    You can read all you want into this rendezvous
    But it's safer than most things that lovers can do
    Well stories have endings and fantasies fade
    The guard by the door starts drawing the shade
    So write your own ending and hope they come true
    For the lovers and strangers on Bay Avenue
    Chorus
  7. Quietly Making Noise

    Quietly Making Noise
    Jimmy Buffett, Michael Tschudin Oscar Wilde died in bed
    Several floors above my head
    Living well beyond his means
    In that crazy Paris scene
    Rain falls down in sheets so clear
    No one ever calls me here
    Traveling by my self these days
    I'm into jazz and felt berets
    Far from the that old eastern shore
    Searching for strange metaphors
    I don't want to be another victim of fashion
    I don't want to see my name in the paper each day
    Leave that to the young Turks
    They're more handsome and dashing
    Posing for paparazzi's down Laguna way
    Down in the metro I feel the world start to multiply
    Bastille, rubber wheels, spiked heels, subterranean lullaby
    Met an African prancer, a hemisphere dancer
    Spied the ghost of Brassens
    We smiled at the secret we shared
    And I hid it like contraband Chorus
    Quietly making noise, making noise
    Starts with kindergarten toys
    Not too soft not too loud
    Just enough to draw a crowd
    Quietly, quietly, quietly making noise
    Followed the beat, I found myself in this patois spot
    Outside a blizzard was blowing but inside the joint was hot
    Zouk songs, rubber thongs, sing-a-longs
    The words flew right by my face
    Rhythm and motions, a blamma jamma potion
    You cannot erase
    Quietly making noise, making noise
    Pissin off the old killjoys
    Glass packs on a hot Mustang
    A Telecaster with a twang
    Quietly, quietly, quietly making noise Singers and writers and poets
    Have flocked here for centuries
    The city of light is built upon mountains of memories
    Baritone saxophone, monotones
    Speak of the voice I've heard before
    It's a lasting impression
    A Gypsy expression you cannot ignore.
  8. Frenchman for the Night

    A Frenchman For The Night
    Jimmy Buffett, Roger Guth From his driftwood castle
    Comes a song I've heard before
    A scratchy gramophone cuts to the bone
    "La Vie En Rose" arpeggios
    So the dream begins
    And the song is amplified
    Buy the Beaujolais, on Bastille day
    He dances in the tide Chorus
    By the light of the moon
    He's a Frenchman for the night
    By the light of the moon
    It'll be all right Well it takes him back
    To the days of love and war
    And the girl he knew with eyes of blue
    Waiting on the shore
    If he'd only known
    How the years would fly on by
    Such a simple crime, he's run out of time
    So he reaches for the sky Chorus
    Blame it on the Champs Elysees
    Blame it on a tune
    Blame it on the stroke of Monet
    But you can't escape the moon He sees the stars above
    As the floor to heavens light
    While the angels taunt "C'est une nuit blanche"
    He's a Frenchman for the night Chorus
    From a driftwood castle
    Comes a song I've heard before
    A scratchy gramophone cuts to the bone
    "La Vie En Rose" arpeggios
  9. Sunny Afternoon

    Sunny Afternoon
    Ray Davies The tax man's taken all my dough
    And left me in this stately home
    Lazing on a sunny afternoon
    And I can't even sail my yacht
    He's taken everything I've got
    All I got's this sunny afternoon In the summertime
    Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze
    I got a big fat momma trying to break me
    And I love to live so pleasantly
    Live this life of luxury
    Lazing on a sunny afternoon
    In the summertime
    My girlfriend's run off with my car
    And gone back to her ma and pa
    Telling tales of parrot heads and parties
    And now I'm just sitting here
    Sipping on this ice cold beer
    Lazing on a sunny afternoon In the summertime
    Help me, help me, help me sail away
    Well give me two good reasons why I ought to stay
    Cause I love to live so pleasantly
    Live this life of luxury
    Lazing on a sunny afternoon
    In the summertime
    In the summertime
    In the summertime Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze
    I got a big fat momma trying to break me
    And I love to live so pleasantly
    Live this life of luxury
    Lazing on a sunny afternoon In the summertime
    Tax man's taken all my dough
    Gonna find that passport and out of here I'll go 1966 Davray Music Ltd. (PRS), admin. by Unichappell Music, Inc. (
    BMI)/ABKCO Music, Inc.
    (BMI). All rights reserved. Used by permission.
  10. Vampires, Mummies and the Holy Ghost

    Vampires, Mummies And The Holy Ghost
    Jimmy Buffett, Roger Guth, Peter Mayer, Jim Mayer Looked in my laptop what did I see
    A flashing message said today therapy
    Rather walk through fire
    Than converse with my shrink
    But I'm getting better
    That's what some people think Talk about denial
    And dysfunctional things
    Head's like a bell somedays
    It dongs and it dings
    My brain playing tricks on me
    It likes to shift gears
    Spend lots of money
    But I'm tackling my fears Chorus
    Vampires, Mummies and the Holy Ghost
    These are the things that terrify me the most
    No aliens, psychopaths or MTV hosts
    Scares me like vampires, mummies and the Holy Ghost
    Had a dream last night
    Took a time traveling ride
    Back to my childhood
    Where those monsters reside
    They snack on innocence
    And dine on self-esteem
    But I like to be in touch with what makes me scream Chorus
    I was never ever frightened
    By the murderer on our block
    He nurtured orchids and raised hamsters
    The neighborhood is still in shock
    La, la, la, la, la... So many dragons lurking out in the fog
    So many crazy people mumblin' monologues
    It's not the tales of Stephen King that I've read
    I need protection from the things in my head
    Chorus

    1994 Coral Reefer Music (BMI)/Alsation Music
    (BMI)/Little Flock Music (BMI)/Cliffhanging
    Music (BMI).
    All rights reserved. Used by permission.
  11. She's Got You

    She's Got You I've got your picture
    You gave to me
    And it's signed "with love"
    Just like it used to be
    Only thing different
    Only thing new
    I've got your picture
    He's got you
    I've got the records
    We use to share
    And they still sound the same
    As when you were here
    Only thing different
    Only thing new
    I've got your records
    He's got you
    I've got your memory
    Or has it got me
    Really don't know
    But I know it won't let me be
    I've got your class ring
    That proved you care
    And it still looks the same
    As when you gave it dear
    Only thing different
    Only thing new
    I've got your class ring
    He's got you
  12. Delaney Talks to Statues

    Delaney Talks To Statues
    Jimmy Buffett, Mac McAnally, Amy Lee Delaney talks to statues
    As she dances 'round the pool
    She chases cats through roman ruins
    And stomps on big toadstools
    She speaks a language all her own
    That I cannot discover
    But she knows I love her so
    When I tuck her 'neath the covers Father, daughter
    Down by the water
    Shells sink, dreams float
    Life's good on our boat Delaney draws me pictures
    She finger paints the sand
    We chase the dogs and hop like frogs
    Then I do my bad handstand
    She's growing up too fast for me
    And asking lots of questions
    Some I know the answers to
    And some I'm looking for suggestions Father, daughter
    Born by the water
    Surf's up, sun's down
    Life in a beach town And some of the things I've seen
    Maybe she won't have to see
    But there's a lot I want to pass along
    That was handed down to me Delaney talks to statues
    As she dances 'round the pool
    She chases cats through Roman ruins
    And stomps on big toadstools
    She speaks a language all her own
    Just a little like her mother
    And she knows I love her so
    When I tuck her 'neath the covers Father, daughter
    Down by the water
    Shells sink, dreams float
    Life's good on our boat.
  13. Apocalypso

    Apocalypso
    Matt Betton They say this universe is bound to blow
    But I say we crank up the calypso control
    Apocalyp, apocalyp, apocalypso Now I'm no dancer as dancers go
    But this is one step that you need to know
    Apocalyp, apocalyp, apocalypso
    We'll be dancing when we go Planets come and planets go
    Apocalypso
    Undisturbed the dancers flow
    Apocalypso
    Old galaxies can be cold
    So I'll hold you close
    When this earthly light is burning low
    This dance will take you to the next plateau Apocalyp, apocalyp, apocalypso
    We'll be dancing when we go
    We'll be dancing when we go Planets come and planets go
    Apocalypso
    Undisturbed the dancers flow
    Apocalypso Yes we'll ride that final tide
    Apocalypso
    Gone away just yesterday
    Apocalypso

    1993 Vernon Dubusque Music (BMI). All rights reserved.
    Used by Permission

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