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アーティスト:Jimmy Buffett  アルバム:Fruitcakes 

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(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


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