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Lyrics for Fruitcakes by Jimmy Buffett:
| | | Artist: | Jimmy Buffett |
| | Album: | Fruitcakes | | Track: | Fruitcakes | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 85 | | | | Lyrics: | Spoken:)
"You know I was talking to my friend Desdemona the other day she
runs this space
station and bake shop down near Boomtown. She told
me that human beings are flawed individuals.
The cosmic bakers
took us out of the oven a little too early. And that's the
reason we're
as crazy as we are and I believe it."
"Take for example when you go to the movies these
days, you know.
They try to sell you this jumbo drink, 8 extra ounces of watered
down
cherry coke for an extra 25 cents. I don't want it.
I don't want that much organziation in my
life.
I don't want other people thinking for me.
I want my Junior Mints. Where did the
Junior Mints go in the
movies. I don't want a 12 lb. Nestle's crunch for 25 dollars.
I
want Junior Mints."
"We need more fruitcakes in this world and less
bakers!
We need people that care! I'm mad as hell! And I don't want to
take it
anymore!"
Chorus:
Fruitcakes in the kitchen (Fruitcakes in the
kitchen)
Fruitcakes on the street (Fruitcakes on the street)
Struttin' naked through the
crosswalk
In the middle of the week
Half-baked cookies in the oven (Cookies in the
oven)
Half-baked people on the bus (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, mud
slides
They've got sushi in the mall
Water bars, brontasaurs, chinese modern
lust
Shake and bake life with the quake
The secret's in the
crust
Chorus:
Fruitcakes in the kitchen (Fruitcakes in the kitchen)
Fruitcakes
on the street (Fruitcakes on the street)
Struttin' naked through the crosswalk
In the
middle of the week
Half-baked cookies in the oven (Cookies in the oven)
Half-baked people
on the bus (People on the bus)
There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of
us
(Spoken:)
"Speakin' of fruitcakes, how 'bout the government?
Your tax
dollars at work."
We lost our Martian rocket ship
The high paid spokesman
said
Looks like that silly rocket ship
Has lost its cone shaped head
We spent 90
jillion dollars trying to get a look at Mars
I hear universal laughter ringing out among the
stars
Chorus:
Fruitcakes in the galaxy (Fruitcakes in the galaxy)
Fuitcakes on
the earth (Fruitcakes on the earth)
Struttin' naked towards eternity
We've been that way
since birth
Half-baked cookies in the oven (Cookies in the oven)
Half-baked people on the
bus (People on the bus)
There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of
us
(Spoken:)
"Religion! Religion! Oh, there's a thin line between
Saturday
night and Sunday morning. Here we go now.
Alright, alter boys."
Mea
Culpa Mea Culpa Mea Maxima Culpa
Mea Culpa Mea Culpa Mea Maxima Culpa
Where's the
church, who took the steeple
Religion is 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 the born again look its the WASP and the Jew
Tell me what's goin on, I ain't
gotta clue
(Spoken:)
"Now here comes the big ones. Relationships! We all got 'em,
we
all want 'em. What do we do with 'em?
Here we go, I'll tell ya."
She said
you gotta 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 lightning
And a harmless lightnin'
bug
Chorus:
Fruitcakes in the kitchen (Fruitcakes in the kitchen)
Fruitcakes on
the street (Fruitcakes on the street)
Struttin' naked through the crosswalk
In the middle
of the week
Half-baked cookies in the oven (Cookies in the oven)
Half-baked people on the
bus (People on the bus)
There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of
us
(Spoken:)
"The future. Captain's log, stardate two thousand and
something."
We're seven years from the millenium
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 Jah lost in the reggae mon
As I walk
along the beach
Stay in touch with my insanity really is the only way
Its a jungle out
there kiddies
Have a very fruitful day
Hey.
Chorus:
Fruitcakes in the
kitchen (Fruitcakes in the kitchen)
Fruitcakes on the street (Fruitcakes on the
street)
Struttin' naked through the crosswalk
In the middle of the week
Half-baked
cookies in the oven (Cookies in the oven)
Half-baked people on the bus (People on the
bus)
There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us
(Spoken:)
"That's
right, you too. Yeah those crumbs are spread all around
this universe. I've seen fruitcakes. I
saw this guy in Santa
Monica rollerskate naked through the crosswalk. Down in New
Orleans
in the French market there are fruitcakes like you cannot
believe. New York, forget it.
Fruitcake city. Down island, we've got
fruitcakes. Spread them crumbs around. That's right, we
want
'em around. Keep bakin' baby. Keep bakin'." | | | |  Reddit | X / Twitter | Facebook | Copy link |
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