waters Come along let's have some fun The hard work has been done We'll barrel roll into the sun Just for starters Just for starters Barometer's my soup
Translation: Jimmy Buffett. Barometer Soup.
The rumors and the stories of my past I can't deny I'm no Saint Ignatius but again I'm no barfly The wrong thing is the right thing until you lose control
Scratch my back with a lightning bolt Thunder rolls like a bass drum note The sound of the weather is Heaven's ragtime band We all fell down from the
Blue light guitars and a tropical breeze Hummin' birds mime the words as they dance in the trees It's a flashback kind of crowd It's a cabaret sound
troubled waters Come along let's have some fun The hard work has been done We'll barrel roll into the sun Just for starters Just for starters Barometer's my soup
You can spend all your days in the grind Converting your nickels to dimes You could stuff all your pockets till they overflow Don chu know Don chu know
Hidden in the mountains Under the earth and stone A cubic mile of perfection Treasure no one has known One man came upon this mother lode Built himself
Jimmy dreams He's a child to the end What a joy When you are your best friend The world's such a toy If you just stay a boy You just spin it again and
Nordstrom was a simple man Who had some non-conformist plan To save his ass Every night he danced alone And blotted out the monotone That was his past
Sinner on the mainland He's a sinner on the sea He looks for absolution Not accountability How many destinations Oh God he's seen them all He collects
He's gonna give it back to the gators Lock the tourists up in theme parks and zoos He says join me for lunch at the reptile's brunch Where the barometer soup
I came from the north Escaping convention Modern invention that won't let me be To the shores of St. Martin With my fiction addiction To restart the
Way down here You need a reason to move Feel a fool Running your stateside games Lose your load Leave your mind behind Baby, James Oooh, Mexico It sounds
