He's looking for sound reasoning,
 But the best that I can do,
 Is this transcendental story,
 That I'll pass along to you.

 Past the falls they call Victoria,
 Down the river named the Nile,
 Drifts a tiny little handmade boat,
 It's shaped just like a smile.

 And steered by a magician,
 With the knowledge that he needs,
 To keep him on his destined course,
 Past the crocodiles and reeds.

 He's the Admiral of the ocean,
 The Lone Eagle in the sky,
 He gave me my first sextant,
 And he taught me how to fly.

 It's been quite a lengthy passage,
 From the dawn of time till now,
 He has weathered the infernal storms
 In his trusty petite dow.

 He has soared about colossal waves,
 Sailed the endless sea.
 Sometimes he resembles you,
 Sometimes he looks like me.

 I saw him through my telescope,
 On a cloudless night in June,
 As he rested between voyages
 At his beach house on the moon.

 There are windows to the galaxies
 And hallways to the past.
 There are trapdoors to the future
 And a splintered ancient mast.
 There are relics from Apollo trips,
 When the earthmen came to play,
 And a hammock from a distant star,
 Out in the Milky Way.

 He's the Admiral of the ocean
 The Lone Eagle in the sky.
 He game me my first sextant
 And he taught me how to fly.

 I saw him through my telescope
 On a cloudless night in June
 As he rested between voyages
 At his beach house on the moon.

 A stripped bass breaks the surface
 As the sunset fades away
 And our journey from the Sea of Storms
 Takes us home beside the bay.
 We go fishing in the ocean
 We go traveling back in time
 Like the song says 'teach your children'
 To go fishing with their minds.

 Cameron's contemplating
 I'm not sure just what he thinks
 "Is my dad some kind of lunatic
 With his stories and high hi-jinks".
 Then he says when I get old and gray
 And feel like I'm marooned,
 He will take me in his rocket ship
 To that beach house on the moon.
 
 

 Permanent Reminder Of A
 Temporary Feeling
 She was no marine back from the Philippines
 She was their pride and job, their incarnation.
 Her parents viewed the chief
 With shock and disbelief
 Looking for some other explanation.

 The Indian, her back was poised for an attack.
 She said 'a tattoo is a badge of validation'.
 But the truth of the matter is far more revealing.
 It's a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
 Chorus
 Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
 Amnesic episodes that never go away.
 It's no complex momento, it's no subtle revealing.
 Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.

 Vegas in the rain, drunk on cheap champagne
 He hears out of tune synthesized chapel bells
 Painfully ringing.
 Where's his limo ride? Who's this foreign bride?
 Is this really Elvis spinning round the ceiling?
 Chorus
 Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling,
 Forgotten fabrications in the chapels of love.
 What is this ring on his finger? Why is he kneeling?
 She's just a permanent reminder of a temporary
 feeling.

 Chromosomes and genes, spawn these fateful
 scenes.
 Evolution can be mean, there's no 'dumb ass' vaccine.
 Blame your DNA, you're a victim of your fate.
 It's human nature to miscalculate.

 To make up for the fight they go out for the night.
 Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll seems like the easiest
 answer.
 But a short nine months later, there's no way of
 concealing,
 That permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
 Chorus
 Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
 Amnesic episodes that never go away.
 Complex momentos, not subtle revealings.
 Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
 

 Waiting For The Next Explosion
 Missing link crouched upon a promontory rock
 Tryin' to figure out his biological clock.
 No one around to announce his arrival
 So he's got to get to work on his sense of survival
 Oh Oh, it's a dangerous world.

 Over in China they got smart real fast
 That's where they invented the man made blast.
 They lost a few infers and some bamboo shacks,
 But they gave birth to a tribe of pyromaniacs.
 Chorus
 Oh oh, it's a dangerous world.
 Fire in the sky, lava in the ocean,
 Sittin' round waitin' for the next explosion

 Back in the fifties they thought it made good sense
 To teach all the school children about civil defense.
 Don't be scared, do not cry,
 Just dive under your desk and kiss your ass
 goodbye.
 Chorus
 Oh oh, such a dangerous world.
 It was a hell of a hustle, paranoia promotion
 Waiting at ground zero, for the next explosion.

 Where you gonna be
 When it hits the fan
 Got a plan
 What you gonna do
 If it lands on you
 Where's your point of view.

 Down at the beach club there's a sales convention
 Night sky is the focus of that crowd's attention.
 It's no cosmic collision just a fireworks show,
 But they feel it in their hearts when those
 Concussion bombs blow.

 Oh oh, such a dangerous world
 Gunpowder's louder than Newton's laws of motion.
 Everybody's waitin' for the next explosion.

 Firs in the sky, fallin' on the ocean
 Sittin' round waitin' for the next explosion.
 
 

 Pacing the Cage
 Sunset is an angel weeping
 Holding out a bloody sword
 No matter how I squint I cannot
 Make out what it's pointing toward
 Sometimes you feel like you've lived too long
 The days drip slowly on the page
 And you catch yourself
 Pacing the cage

 I've proved who I am so many times,
 The magnetic strip's worn thin
 And each time I was someone else
 And everyone was taken in.
 Powers chatter in high places
 Stir up eddies in the dust of rage
 Set me to pacing the cage.

 I never knew what you all wanted
 So I gave you everything.
 All that I could pillage
 All the spells that I could sing
 It's as if the thing were written
 In the constitution of the age
 Sooner or later you'll wind up
 Pacing the cage

 Sometimes the best map will not guide you
 You can't see what's round the bend.
 Sometimes the road leads through dark places
 Sometimes the darkness is your friend.
 Today these eyes scan bleached-out land,
 For the coming of the outbound stage
 Pacing the cage...
 

 You Call It Joggin'
 You call it joggin' , I call it runnin' around
 You say you're losing weight but you ain't lost a
 pound.
 While you're out joggin' with your other friends,
 I'm home feeding the kids again.
 You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.

 You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around,
 It's the best release you say you've ever found.
 Your friends all smile and agree
 Yeah, you were runnin' around on me.
 You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.

 Somebody said they saw you down at the corner
 Getting out of some strangers car.
 You come home after runnin' for hours
 Ain't even breathing hard.
 You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.

 The soles of your runnin' shoes they ain't wearing
 down.
 While you're out runnin' up and down the streets
 I'm tryin' to get the kids to sleep.
 You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.

 You've been out since five p.m.
 It's now thirty minutes past ten.
 You blow in all out of breath,
 Honey, you've been drinking gin again?

 You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
 Draggin' that silly old towel all over town.
 You come home grinning with your hair all wet,
 Smelling like shampoo instead of sweat.
 You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around
 Oh yeah,
 You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
 
 

 Flesh And Bone
 If men came from Venus
 And women came from Mars,
 Then I'd be lunching with my boyfriends
 While you girls talked about cigars.

 But that's not how it happened;
 Evolution took a different turn.
 We may be creatures with some unique features
 But we've still got a lot to learn.

 We've made it nearly twenty centuries
 A bunch of monkeys with PHD's.
 Spun a web of communications
 But it's all still a tangle to me.

 I can't tell the spiders
 From the dangling flies and moths.
 I fell like some outsider,
 Who seems to have his wires all crossed.
 Chorus
 I can't fax you my love.
 I can't e-mail you my heart.
 I can't see your face in cyberspace,
 I don't know where to start.
 I'm light years behind from the age the call stone.
 I'm a carbon based caveman honey, just flesh and
 bone.

 I ain't no clone, I'm just flesh and bone
 Trying to connect with you.
 I ain't no clone, I'm just flesh and bone
 Tryin' to get the message through.

 Now we live in the age computers.
 They run everything in the world.
 And I'm a little behind on this technical climb
 And your are an Internet girl.

 I've got words but no processor.
 I've got feelings but I don't know DOS.
 So I just have to go back to basics
 And try to get my point across.

 Desperate for a glimpse of the future.,
 We use crystals and cards and dice.
 And that Y2K is coming our way.
 They're talkin' 'bout some worldly strife.

 It's time to think of simpler options.
 It's time to formulate a big plan B,
 So if your hard drive does crash,
 I got some Krugerands stashed.
 Come on and sail away with me.
 Chorus
 I ain't no clone, I'm just flesh and bone.
 Just trying to connect with you.
 I ain't no clone, I'm just flesh and bone.
 Let's run away to Timbuktu

  It started at my Grandma's kitchen by the sea,
  She warned me when she told me "son the first one's free"
  it hit me like a rock or some Taikwondo,
  Cause I will play for gumbo
  Oh yea, I will play for gumbo.
  Chorus
  A piece of French bread
  With which to wipe my bowl,
  Good for the body.
  Good for the soul.
  It's a little like religion
  And a lot like sex.
  You should never know
  When you're gonna get it next.
  At midnight in the quarter or noon in Thibadeaux
  I will play for gumbo
  Yes, I will play for gumbo.

  I'm not talkin' quesadillas or a dozen Krispy Kremes,
  Or a pound of caviar that's a rich man's dream.
  No banana split or fillet of pompano.
  No, I will play for gumbo,
  Yeah, I will play for gumbo
  Chorus
  Maybe it's the sausage or those pretty pink shrimp
  Or that popcorn rice that makes me blow up like a
  blimp.
  Maybe it's that voodoo from Marie Leveaux,
  But I will play for gumbo
  Yeah, I will play for gumbo

  The sauce boss does his cookin' on the stage,
  Stirrin' and a singing for his nightly wage.
  Sweating and frettin' from his head to his toe,
  Playin' and swayin' with the gumbo
  Prayin' and buffetin' with the gumbo
  Chorus

  Math Suks
  If necessity is the mother of invention
  Then I'd like to kill the guy who invented this
  The numbers come together in some kind of a third
  dimension
  A regular algebraic bliss.

  Let's start with something simple, like one and one
  ain't three
  Any two plus two will never get you five.
  There are fractions in my subtraction and x don't
  equal y
  But my homework is bound to multiply.

  Math suks math suks
  I'd like to burn this textbook, I hate this stuff so
  much.
  Math suks math suks
  Sometimes I think that I don't know that much
  But math suks.

  I got so bored with my homework, I turned on the TV.
  The beauty contest winners were all smiling through
  their teeth.
  Then they asked the new Miss America
  Hey babe can you add up all those bucks?
  She looked puzzled, then just said
  "Math Suks".

  Math suks math suks
  You don't even have to spell it,
  All you have to do is yell it...
  Math suks math suks
  Sometime times I think that I don't know that much
  But math suks.

  Geometry, trigonometry and if that don't tax your
  brain
  There are numbers to big to be named
  Numerical precision is a science with a mission
  And I think it's gonna drive me insane.

  Parents fighting with their children, and the Congress
  can't agree
  Teachers and their students are all jousting
  constantly.
  Management and labor keep rattling old sabers
  Quacking like those Peabody ducks.

  Math suks math suks
  You don't even have to spell it,
  All you have to do is yell it...
  Math suks math suks
  Sometime times I think that I don't know that much
  But math suks.

  Spending Money
  Now I'm not talking 'bout excessive greed.
  The kind that puzzled the scribes and Pharisees.
  I don't worship it like a golden calf,
  But change in my pocket is always good for a laugh.

  I've seen it brighten up the eyes of a child
  It even makes the Dali Lama smile.
  It's no relation tot he meaning of life,
  It's a dang fool husband doesn't spring for his wife.
  Chorus
  A little spending money.
  Money to burn.
  Money that you did not necessarily earn.
  Rainy days seem to wind up sunny,
  Long as you got a little spending money.

  I got no financial conscience.
  A lasting treasure or a moment of pleasure
  Worth it every cent.

  Coin or paper baby,
  Silver or gold.
  All denominations, nouveau or old.
  Can't have a turkey without oyster dressing,
  It's the root of all evil, the sum of your blessings.

  Don't need no armored car or time locked vault,
  Don't need no shaker full, just a few grains of salt.
  You may get by lookin' good and being funny,
  But life's a little less restrained.
  Chorus
  With a little spending money.
  Money to burn.
  Money that you did not necessarily earn.
   Rainy days seem to wind up sunny,
   Long as you got a little spendin' money...
   Long as you got a little spendin' money...
 

   Semi-True Stories
  With his head out the sunroof
  And his heart in the right place
  Plan B was fool proof.
  He drove off to her place,
  And yelled out his feelings
  Among other stuff.

  It was too much tequila
  Or not quite enough
  It was too much tequila
  Or not quite enough.

  It's a semi-true story
  Believe it or not
  I made up a few things
  And there's some I forgot.
  But the life and the tellin'
  Are both real to me
  And they all run together and turn out to be
  A semi-true story.

  Well, the picture is fuzzy,
  And the details are sordid.
   It was on the same day
   God's Own Drunk was recorded.
   A walkin' tall sheriff
   And a big Cadillac
   And me and my golf shoes
   On the hood makin' tracks.
   This daring young singer
   Was under attack.

   It's a semi-true story
   Believe it or not
   I made up a few things
   And there's some I forgot.
   But the life and the tellin'
   Are both real to me
   And they all run together and turn out to be
   A semi-true story.

  Well, the things that I've lived
  and I've dreamed
  And I've seen
  And I've heard
  You take the good with the bad
  And be glad to have every word.

  It's a semi-true story
  Believe it or not
  I made up a few things
  And there's some I forgot.
  But the life and the tellin'
  Are both real to me
  And they run like the rain
  All the way to the sea.
   Semi-true stories.
 

  Lucky Star
  Woke up just the other day
  Fell out of bed and my dog ran away.
  The car won't start and the weather was cold and
  gray.
  I got stuck in a traffic jam,
  My major meeting didn't go as I planned.
  Looks like it's gonna be another one of those days.

  I got a roof over my head,
  Someone to love me in a four poster bed,
  And I can play this here guitar
  I thank my lucky stars.

  Politicians speak and it makes me ill...
  People are dyin' just for a thrill.
  Maybe it's just evolution gone astray.

  The climate's too hot, music's gotten cold,
  I've livin' like a health nut but I still grow old.
  You do what you can on the edge of the Milky Way.

  Got a roof over my head,
  Someone to love me in a four poster bed,
  And I can play this here guitar
  Gonna thank my lucky stars.

  Wrapped up in the problems of the day,
  Just remember there's no rewind and no replay.
  Don't you worry cause it ain't gonna fix a thing.

  Woke up just the other day,
   Thought that maybe I'd be OK,
  Cause the story I've been getting
  Ain't written anywhere.

 Got a roof over my head,
  Someone to love me in a four poster bed,
  And I can play this here guitar
  Gonna thank my lucky stars.

  Got a roof over my head,
  Someone to love me in a four poster bed,
  And I can play this here guitar
  I thank my lucky stars.
   Gonna thank my lucky stars.
   Thank you stars.

  I Don't Know And I Don't Care
  Why does the sunset in the west?
  And why does my heart keep beating in my chest?
  What ever happened to the Duke of Earl?
  I got a PBS mind in a MTV world.
  Is it ignorance or apathy
  I forgot these lessons taught to me.
  Some say life isn't fair,
  Hey, I don't know, I don't care.

  Ambivalent, well, yes and no.
  Hey where did all the hippies go?
  Our conversation sounds like actors' lines.
  Is it time for your medication or mine?
  Is it ignorance or apathy
  I forgot these lessons taught to me.
  Some say life isn't fair,
  Hey I don't know, I don't care.

  Therapy is extremely expensive.
  Poppin' bubblie wrap is radically cheap.
  You choose which one helps with your problem.
  I'm gonna get some sleep.
  I'm gonna get some sleep.

  Sandy beaches in distant reaches
  And oh those lovely Georgia peaches.
  It's never too much and never too late
  To pack your bags and get out of state.
   Is it ignorance or apathy
  The worried will all disagree.
  Some say life isn't fair,
  Hell, I don't know and I don't care.

  If you're looking for a quote from me
  I'll be under the mango tree.
  Just can't say how I'll get there
  Hey, I don't know and I don't care.
  I don't know and I don't' care.
  I don't know and I don't care.
  At his beach house on the moon.

  Oysters And Pearls
  Lindbergh left Long Island in 1927
  Thumbed his nose at gravity
  And climbed into the heavens.
  When he returned to earth that night everything
  changed,
  For the pilot and the planet, everything was
  rearranged.

  We're a pretty mixed up bunch
  Of crazy human beans
   It's written on our rocket ships
  And in early cave wall scenes.

  How does it happen,
  How do we know,
  Who sits and watches
  Who does the show?
  Chorus
  Some people love to lead
  And some refuse to dance.
  Some play it safely, other take a chance.
  Still it's all a mystery
  This place we call the world
  Where most live as oysters
  While some become pearls.

  Elvis was the only man from Northeast Mississippi
  Who could shake his hips and still be loved brednecks,
  cops and hippies. It's something more than DNA that
  tells us who we are.
  It's method and it's magic, we are of the stars.
  Chorus
  Some never fade away, some crash and burn
  Some make the world go round, other watch it turn.
  Still it's all a mystery
  This place we call the world.
  Most are fine as oysters
  While some become pearls.