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Tytuł: Homemade music

  • Wykonawca: Jimmy Buffett
  • Wy¶wietleń: 173

  
   I ain't no video king
  I still have to sing
  For my supper each night
  You may stand on the benches
  I play in the trenches
  Beneath the big spotlights
  Lived in a suitcase for half of my years
  I've got strange little voices that live in my ears
  Hall monster, mall monster
  I can't believe the old me no more
  
  Chorus:
  Homemade music down in the passion pits
  Homemade music lots o grits but no hits
  Homemade music is part of my philosophy
  
  Oh cooking is a pleasure
  And singing is a treasure
  That most don't find
  There ain't no harm in telling
  I like to eat my mellon
  Right on down to the rind
  I had a hippie girlfriend when I was a kid
  She died and went to the suburbs most of them did
  Raisin' puppies, having yuppies
  Where did all the wild ones go
  
  Chorus:
  Homemade music ain't on the radio
  Homemade music searchin' high and low
  Homemade music where did all the good songs go?
  
  Bridge:
  First there were records then cassettes and CDs
  Bankers and lawyers then came the Japanese
  Homemade music still making sense to me
  
  Chorus:
  Homemade music so funky and nice
  Homemade music sits on very thin ice
  But homemade music is part of my philosophy
  
  Chorus:
  Homemade music ain't on the radio
  Homemade music searchin' high and low
  Homemade music where did all the good songs go?