Jimmy Buffett Album

By: Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley, Vince Melamed, Josh Leo,
Willie Weeks, Matt Betton

-- Spoken:
"He told it to the monkeys and they didn't talk back"
"Then he told the old iguana and he didn't attack"

They told me before I started
That it never ever would work out
Stay in school, don't be a fool
But I had to see what life was about

So I went to Biloxi seekin' fortune and fame
I got hired, I got fired, I got called dirty names
You'll never (never), never (never), work in dis bidness again
You'll never (never), no never (never)
Never work in dis bidness again

I knew I needed representation
And I found it one night in a bar
He was a bondsman and a part-time agent
And he said that he would make me a star

He said', "Aaaah, you don't have to be that good
To make it out in Hollywood
You just have to change and complain"
Or you'll never (never), never (never), work in dis bidness again
You'll never (never), no never (never)
Never work in dis bidness again

(synth and horn instrumental)

I parked cars at the Rainbow
I sold maps of the stars
I got my nose broke in Spago's
When I puked on the bar

And all I played's a double barmitzvah
(Bubba played a double barmitzvah!)

It's a jungle out there (we love it)
Hell, I don't care
I'm going back to my predator friends
I will never (never), never (never), work in this bidness again
No I'll never (never), no never (never)
Never work in this bidness again
You'll never (never), never (never), work in this bidness again

-- Spoken:
"Ah, relax, vhere do you tink you're going vit dat suitcase?"
"I'm outta here!"
"You're leaving?! Vat about my fifteen percent?"
"Fifteen percent of nothin' is nothin'!"
"Young man, you leave now and you'll never..."
"I'll never..."
"You'll never..."
"Work in dis..."
"Bizness..."
"Bidness..."
"AGAIN!!"

Ahhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh
As a child on the farm
I was warned of the wiles of the city
Of that demon disguise
There's the dirt in the skies of the city

Well they say the proximity warps their minds
'Til they're shooting one another just pass the time
And we live it appears
Both in spite and in fear of the city

Oooohhh, ooohhhh yeah
Oooohhh

I was constantly told
How our lives were controlled by the city
How they keep us in debt
With the trends that they set it's a pity

Now the beautiful people in the magazines
Got the normal ones living beyond their means
And the things that they said
Made me go in my head to the city

Oooohhh
Ahhhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh

When I finally came
There's some things still the same in the city
You still lie under the thumb
Of the rich and the young and the pretty

Well they weren't much different than we might act
If there was that many others that closely packed
It's an ancient idea
But it struck me so clear in the city

Oooohhh, ooohhhh yeah
Oooohhh, ooohhhh yeah
Oooohhh

Ahhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh

"I'd like to do a song that was written about a good friend of mine down in Key
West, Florida, where I spend a little bit of time. This particular friend of
mine ran a bar in Key West for a long time before we got fed up with all the
other alternatives to politicians and elected our favorite bartender mayor. Our
mayor's name is Captain Tony Tarascino, has a little place called Captain Tony's
Saloon where we wrote a little song called Last Mango in Paris, not to be

By: Jimmy Buffett, Marshall Chapman, Will Jennings, Michael Utley

I went down to Captain Tony's
To get out of the heat
Then I heard a voice call out to me
"Son come have a seat"
I had to search my memory
As I looked into those eyes
Our lives change like the weather
But a legend never dies

Chorus:
He said I ate the last mango in Paris
Took the last plane out of Saigon
Took the first fast boat to China
And Jimmy there's still so much to be done

I had a third world girl in Buzios
With a pistol in each hand
She always kept me covered
As we moved from land to land

I had a damn good run on Wall Street
With my high fashion model wife
I woke up dry beneath the African sky
Just me and my Swiss Army knife

Chorus:
I ate the last mango in Paris
Took the last plane out of Saigon
Took the first fast boat to China
And Jimmy there's still so much to be done

We shot the breeze for hours
As the sun fell from the sky
And like the sun he disappeared
Before my very eyes

It was somewhere past dark-thirty
And I went back to the head
I read upon the dingy wall
The words the old man said:

I ate the last mango in Paris
Took the last plane out of Saigon
Took the first fast boat to China
And Jimmy there's still so much to be done

I ate the last mango in Paris
Took the last plane out of Saigon
Took the first fast boat to China
And Jimmy there's still so much to be done

That's why we wander and follow La Vie Dansante

By: Jimmy Buffett

Headin' up to San Francisco
For the Labor Day week-end show
I've got my hush-puppies on
I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and roll
And honey I didn't know
That I'd be missin' you so

Chorus:
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side

Yes, it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west-bound trains
And now you're off on vacation
Somethin' you tried to explain
And darlin', it's I love you so
That's the reason I just let you go

Chorus:
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side

I can't help it honey
You're that much a part of me now
Remember that night in Montana
When we said there'd be no room for doubt

I hope you're enjoyin' the scen'ry
I know that it's pretty up there
We can go hikin' on Tuesday
With you I'd walk anywhere
California has worn me quite thin
I just can't wait to see you again

Chorus:
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side

"Oh yes. Welcome, welcome all. In the middle of this parrothead madness this
evening we thought it would be appropriate to take a few minutes of your time to
reflect on a little spiritual, spiritual healing. Heal'em up sister. We have
such a choir with us this evening. We can't wait to hear all of you sing with
us. That's why we're here. We heard you all on a couple of songs already. The
only thing is, it's not nice to beat Jimmy to the words of his own song."
"Yes, we white people been working on rhythm for a while but we've got a long
way to go. So when we get to this next song we'd like for you to sing. I know
that some of you may be a little hesitant here. The climate that's going around
these days because some pea-brained people think that some of my songs are
obscene and nasty. We know better don't we?

But I just feel sorry for the ones that don't. It's just that the times have
moved so far ahead of 'em they're back in the pea-brained past."

"Time has moved so fast, I will give you a couple of examples. Today, a pair of
tennis shoes costs more than a lot of your first automobiles did. I had a
hundred dollar pick-up truck back in those days. I know. Can I get an AMEN for a
hundred dollar pick-up truck?"

"Today there are two Madonnas. Our Lady of Fatima over here, and that woman from
Michigan runnin' around Italy with Warren Beatty over here. Looks like Helen of
Troy. Sue me baby sue me, yeah."

"And uh, we don't want you to think of this song in those terms because this
song that we're about to get you to help us with is not a nasty, obscene song.
It is a love song, from a slightly different point of view, that's all. And
before we sing it we just want to bring you a little message of peace,
prosperity, and hope in such a trouble world today. But Reverened Jim has a few
things he thinks could work to solve our world problems and our world tensions."


"First of all, we send all the presidents of the savings and loans associations
over to run the country of Iraq. That would solve two problems right there. And
world peace, I've got an answer for world peace. We take the money that it'd
cost us to build just one B-1 bomber, that one that doesn't work. We change it
into five dollar bills. We put all of this money into bags and we fly over the
Atlantic Ocean, past Europe because they're getting their shit togehter anyway.
We drop this money on the Russian people. All those little tiny pictures of
Abraham Lincoln come tumblin' down out of the sky. I want them to feel those
sawbucks in their hands. You know how your money feels when you accidently leave
it in your blue jeans and you take it out and it's all warm and soft, oooh! Well
we let those Russian people hang on to that money for about a week and then we
fly back over there. We fill our airplanes full of mail order catalogs from L.L.
Bean. From up in Columbus, Sporty's Pilot Shop. And Victoria's Secret! The
Russian people have this money in their hand, the catalogs come down. They look
at those pictures on the opening pages of the Victoria's Secret catalog, not
back in the outdoors section, you know what I'm talking about right? They got
the money, they got the catalogs, they're going to get the idea. They send all
the money back to us to buy the stuff. We have full employment. There's world
peace, and the Russians have crotch-less underwear through the twenty-first
century! Thank you!"

"So I hope you have no hesitation about joining us in this song. As I said, it

"Okay"
I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here
Your voice sounds so wonderful
But yer face don't look too clear
Bar maid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew
"Alright let's here it"
Why (don't we get drunk and screw)
"You're on the record!"

Chorus:
Why don't we get drunk and screw
I just bought a water bed, it's filled up for me and you
They say you are a snuff queen
Honey I don't think that's true
So, why don't we get drunk and screw.

"I can't wait for 'em to put that label on my live album. You're sounding
absolutely wonderful out there, but we have invited the all girls choir from
Lima, Ohio down here and we can't here them too well now. We'd like all of you
gentlemen out in the audience to just sorta take a break, sit back and let's let
these beautiful women of the Nineties tell us how they feel about it. Ladies are
you ready? On the count of four. One, two, three, four."

Chorus:
Why (don't we get drunk and screw)
"Whoo yeah!"
I just bought a waterbed it's filled up with Elmer's glue."
They say you are a snuff queen
Let's see what all you macho men can do
Why (don't we get drunk and screw)
"Oh yeah."
Why don't we get drunk and screw
"I think we better work this out amongst ourselves."

By: Jimmy Buffett, Bobby Holcomb

Ia ora te natura
E mea arofa teie ao nei
Ia ora te natura
E mea arofa teie ao nei

I know I don't get there often enough
But God knows I surely try
It's a magic kind of medicine
That no doctor could prescribe

I used to rule my world from a pay phone
Ships out on the sea
But now times are rough
And I got too much stuff
Can't explain likes of me

Chorus:
But there's this one particular harbour
So far but yet so near
Where I see the days as they fade away
And finally disappear

But now I think about the good times
Down in the Caribbean sunshine
In my younger days I was so bad
Laughin' about all the fun we had

I seen enough to feel the world spin
Mixin' different oceans meetin' cousins
Listen to the drummers and the night sounds
Listen to the singers make the world go 'round

(pan solo)

Ia ora te natura
E mea arofa teie ao nei
Ia ora te natura
E mea arofa teie ao nei

Lakes below the mountain
Flow into the sea
Like oils applied to canvas
They permeate through me

And there's that one particular harbour
Sheltered from the wind
Where the children play on the shore each day
And all are safe within

Most mysterious calling harbour
So far but yet so near
I can see the day when my hair's full gray
And I finally disappear

Ia ora te natura
E mea arofa teie ao nei
Ia ora te natura
E mea arofa teie ao nei

Ia ora te natura
E mea arofa teie ao nei
Ia ora te natura (Ua pau te maitai no te fenua)
E mea arofa teie ao nei

Ia ora te natura
E mea arofa teie ao nei
Ia ora te natura (Ua pau te maitai no te fenua)
E mea arofa teie ao nei, hey now, hey now, hey now

Ia ora te natura
E mea arofa teie ao nei

Ua pau te maitai no te fenua [Bounty of the land is exhausted]
Te zai noa ra te ora o te mitie [But there's still abundance in the sea]
Ua pau te maitai no te fenua
Te zai noa ra te ora o te mitie

By: Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley

You never try to keep the wild ones home
But mister don't just sit there and wait
Go out on the town makin' all of the rounds
It don't matter if you're your own date

(Aah, aah, ah, ah ah ah)
(Aah, aah, ah, ah ah ah)
Vacantly occupied, sat on the beach 'til my body got fried
Dreamin' of your pretty eyes up in South Carolina
I can't pronounce my r's or g's when I'm speakin' Southernese
Honey do, honey come and do me again

I've seen your fat cat style
Three hundred pounds of jive ass smile
Young girls gigglin' all the while
That's not my cup of chowder

I go for candlelight
Cold champagne nearly every night
Honey do, a little toast for me and you

Honey (honey) why couldn't you have taken the non-stop train
I'm hungry (hungry) and I really want to see you again

I know it's gettin' late
Waiter keeps starin' at your empty plate
Maitre'd keeps tellin' me
"Uh Sir, she's just not coming"

Now what the hell does garcon know
We've been through all this befo'
Honey do, honey come and do me again

-- Spoken: "Alright Blues Torpedoes"

(sax solo)

Honey (honey) why couldn't you have taken the non-stop train
I'm hungry (hungry) and I really want to see you again

Vacantly occupied, sat on the beach 'til my body got fried
Dreamin' of your pretty eyes up in South Carolina
I can't pronounce my r's or g's when I'm speakin' Southernese
Honey do, honey come and do me again (one more time)
Yeah honey do, honey come and do me again
Oh oh oh oh
Honey do, honey come and do me again

By: Jimmy Buffett

Tried to amend my carnivorous habits
Made it nearly seventy days
Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds
Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays

But at night I'd had these wonderful dreams
Some kind of sensuous treat
Not zuchinni, fettucini or bulghar wheat
But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat

Chorus:
Cheeseburger in paradise (paradise)
Heaven on earth with an onion slice (paradise)
Not too particular not too precise (paradise)
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise

Heard about the old time sailor men
They eat the same thing again and again
Warm beer and bread they said could raise the dead
Well it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn

Times have changed for sailors these days
When I'm in port I get what I need
Not just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris
But that American creation on which I feed

Chorus:
Cheeseburger in paradise (paradise)
Medium rare with mustard 'be nice (paradise)
Heaven on earth with an onion slice (paradise)
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise

I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
Well good God Almighty which way do I steer for my

Chorus:
Cheeseburger in paradise (paradise)
Makin' the best of every virtue and vice (paradise)
Worth every damn bit of sacrifice (paradise)
To get a cheeseburger in paradise
To be a cheeseburger in paradise
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise

Coda:
I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
Well good God Almighty which way do I steer for my

By: Jimmy Buffett

Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
You've seen it all, you've seen it all

Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream

Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
I'm an over-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late

I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
Never meant to last, never meant to last

And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
Down to rock bottom again
Just a few friends, just a few friends

(instrumental)

I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
Still could manage to smile
Just takes a while, just takes a while

Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown

Coda:
I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown

There is a tale that the Island people tell
Don't know if it is true but I love it so well
Jolly Mon sings for his supper every night
People fed him well 'cause he treated them so right
Oh oh oh oh Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh oh make Orion ring
Well he always like to go to the islands near and far
He always found his way by Orion lucky star
He'd tell them of their joys, he'd tell them of their woes
They loved to see him come, they'd hate to see him go
Oh oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh oh, make the magic ring

He was makin' his way home on a dark and stormy night
When he heard a cry for help, and he saw a passin' light
When he reached the other boat, offered them a hand
They said Give us all your cargo
As they took a pirate stand
Oh oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh oh, give 'em everything

Jolly Mon it's over sing your last song very well
They tossed him in the ocean
'cause their hearts were made in Hell
Came along a dolphin, he said, Jolly Mon hello!
I've always loved your singing, climb aboard, don't let go
Oh oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh oh, give 'em everything

The night was filled with magic, they bid the sea goodbye
Swam into the heavens and they stayed up in the sky
And all the Island people when they wish upon a star
See the Dolphin and the Jolly Mon
Who tell them where they are
Oh oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh oh, give 'em everything
Oh oh oh oh, Jolly Mon sing
Oh oh oh oh, make the magic ring

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh Jolly Mon sing

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh Jolly Mon sing

"Goodbye Jolly Mon. This is the scariest song of the evening for some people.
Oooohhhh. Especially for any of you people who came here this evening, left
somebody at your house to watch after your things. People with names like Snake,
Johnny D., Everlasting Moonie. And the last thing the said to you was, Don't

By: Jimmy Buffett, Glenn Frey, Will Jennings

-- Spoken:
"In days of old, when knights were bold,
And journeyed from their castles,
Trusty men were left behind,
Knights needed not the hassles.
They helped themselves to pig and peach,
And drank from King's own chalice.
Oh, it was a stirring sight
These gypsies in the palace."
"And some things never change. Hit it boys!"

So long boss, knock 'em dead, don't worry 'bout a thing
Wish that we could come along, we'd love to hear you sing
Limo's here, your bags are packed, the list is by the phone
Me and Snake will watch your place and treat it like our own

Look at all this liquor
Look at all this food
It's only gonna go to waste
We're not really being rude
But the good stuff's in his closet, I swear he wouldn't mind
Hell we'll just shoot the lock off, I do it all the time

We're gypsies in the palace, He's left us here alone
The Order of the Sleepless Knights will now assume the throne
We ain't got no money, we ain't got no right
But we're gypsies in the palace, we got it all tonight

There's damsels in distress out there and we got all this beer
We'll free them from their condos and bring 'em over here
We'll show them his gold records
We'll play his music loud
We'll party just like Bubba does
We'll do the old man proud

We're gypsies in the palace, there ain't no wrong or right
We're gypsies in the palace, and a' goin' wild tonight

He's the greatest guy to work for, man he's really cool
Hey Snake this party's gettin' dull, throw someone in the pool
Hey let's all take our clothes off and form a conga line
Watch out for that broken glass, hey Snake we need more wine

We're gypsies in the palace, there ain't no wrong or right
We're gypsies in the palace, and we're raisin' hell tonight
Hey

Oh hi there boss, what's goin' on
You say you're coming WHEN?
I'll send Snake out to pick you up tomorrow night at ten, OKAY!
Everybody outta here, this joint is closin' down
We gotta find someone to clean this up, he's comin' back to town

Hi there boss we waxed your cars, we raked and mowed your lawn
We couldn't find enough to do in the short time you were gone
Man it sure is peaceful here, you've really got it all
If you ever hit the road again, give me and Snake a call

We're gypsies in the palace, he's left us here alone
The Order of the Sleepless Knights will now assume the throne
We ain't got no money, we ain't got no right
But we're gypsies in the palace, we got it all tonight

-- Spoken:
"Hey, Jimmy, It's Glenn"
"Glenn, How ya doin'?"
"Fine man, I'm goin' on the road.
Do you know anybody who could possibly house-sit for me?"
"I got these two great guys that look after my place.
Man, they're the best!"

By: Jimmy Buffett, Deborah McColl, Barry Chance, Tom Corcoran

She came down from Cincinnati
It took her three days on the train
Lookin' for some peace and quiet
Hoped to see the sun again

But now she lives down by the ocean
She's takin' care to look for sharks
They hang out in the local bars
And they feed right after dark

Chorus:
Can't you feel 'em circlin', honey
Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around
You got fins to the left, fins to the right
And you're the only bait in town
Oh oh
Oh oh
You got fins to the left, fins to the right
And you're the only girl in town

She's saving up all of her money
Wants to head it south in May
Maybe roll in the sand with a rock 'n' roll man
Somewhere down Montserrat way

But the money's good in the season
Helps to lighten up her load
Boys keep her high as the months go by
She's getting postcards from the road

Chorus:
Can't you feel 'em closin' in, honey
Can't you feel 'em schoolin' around
You got fins to the left, fins to the right
And you're the only girl in town

Sailed off to Antigua
It took her three days on a boat
Lookin' for some peace and quiet
Maybe keep her dreams afloat

But now she feels like a remora
'Cause the school's still close at hand
Just behind the reef are the big white teeth
Of the sharks that can swim on the land

Chorus:
Can't you feel 'em circlin', honey
Can't you feel 'em schoolin' around
You got fins to the left, fins to the right
And you're the only bait in town
You got fins to the left, fins to the right
And you're the only girl in town

By: Jimmy Buffett

Nibblin' on sponge cake
Watchin' the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
Strummin' my six-string
On my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp they're beginnin' to boil

Chorus:
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know it's nobody's fault

I don't know the reason
I stayed here all season
Nothin' to show but this brand new tattoo
But it's a real beauty
A Mexican cutie
How it got here I haven't a clue

Chorus:
Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
Now I think
Hell, it could be my fault

I blew out my flip-flop
Stepped on a pop-top
Cut my heel had to cruise on back home
But there's booze in the blender
And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on

Wastin' away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know it's my own damn fault
Yes and some people claim that there's a woman to blame
And I know it's my own damn fault

Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountaintop
I took a trip on a sailing ship
But when I reached Jamaica I made her stop
Chorus:
Now I'm sad to say
I'm on my way (on my way)
I won't be back for many a day
My heart is down
My head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

Sounds of laughter everywhere
And the dancing girls sway to and fro
I must declare my heart is there
Though I have been from Maine to Mexico

Chorus:
Still I'm sad to say
I'm on my way (on my way)
I won't be back for many a day
My heart is down
My head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

"Yeah, Robert G."

Down at the market you can hear
Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear
Ackev rice, salt fish are nice
Oh the rum is fine anytime of year

Chorus:
Now I'm sad to say
I'm on my way (on my way)
I won't be back for many a day
My heart is down
My head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountaintop
I took a trip on a sailing ship
But when I reached Jamaica I made her stop

Chorus:
Now I'm sad to say
I'm on my way (on my way)
I won't be back for many a day
My heart is down
My head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

By: Jimmy Buffett, Keith Sykes, Harry Dailey

Chorus:
Now I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow

Chorus:
Let me say now I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow

Ground she's movin' under me
Tidal waves out on the sea
Sulphur smoke up in the sky
Pretty soon we learn to fly

Chorus:
Let me hear ya now I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow

Now my girl quickly say to me
Mon you better watch your feet
Lava come down soft and hot
You better lava me now or lava me not

Chorus:
Let me say now I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow

-- Spoken: "Mr Utley..."

No time to count what I'm worth
'Cause I just left the planet earth
Where I go I hope there's rum
Not to worry mon soon come

Chorus:
Now I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow

Chorus:
One more now I don't know (ah he don't know)
I don't know (he don't know, mon)
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow

But I don't want to land in New York City
Don't want to land in Mexico (no no no)
Don't want to land on no Three Mile Island
Don't want to see my skin aglow (no no no)

Don't want to land in Commanche Sky park
Or in Nashville, Tennessee (no no no)
Don't want to land in no San Juan airport
Or the Yukon Territory (no no no)

Don't want to land no San Diego
Don't want to land in no Buzzards Bay (no no no)
Don't want to land on no Ayotollah
I got nothing more to say

Chorus:
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow

Chorus:
Just a one more, I don't know (he don't know)
I don't know (I don't know, man)
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow