Altered Boy

Aloha You know? Some people ask me "Hey, Jimmy, where do you come up with those ideas for some of those songs?" Well, this particular song got its initial inspiration From a visit to the Tonga Room In the beautiful Fairmont Hotel in San Francisco For those of you who might be geographically impaired San Francisco is in California, the gateway to the Pacific And if you look out the cross, the Golden Gate Bridge To those beautiful and tranquil waters You can imagine that in the thousands of islands That dot the surface of the Pacific, from California to Hong Kong Somewhere out there, there are still bands who play music like this And just can't stop Oh no, he's buying an island Oh no, he's building a boat Why does he never stop smiling? Fun surrounds him like a deep moat Where does he get all those stories? How can he tell such a lie? He's bound to see purgatory His views are in short supply But Peter Pan would understand His schemes and dreams and ploys Best keep an eye on his slight hand He's such an altered boy Good God, he's talking with parrots Painting his dreams in the sand Piling up beaucoup demerits Doing it just 'cause he can By Jove, he's having a cocoa Evading those judgmental eyes Calmly just walking his tight rope High above all their outcries But Peter Pan would understand His dreams, and schemes, and ploys Best keep an eye on his slight hand He's such an altered boy The story goes He stumbled at the altar Now it seems he just blasphemes And dwells with danger's daughter Someone call the talking doctor Somebody get a SWAT team There he sits, just getting away with murder How dare him live out his dreams But Peter Pan would understand His dreams, and schemes, and ploys Best keep an eye on his slight hand He's such an altered boy Oh no, he's sailing today Oh no, beware Paraguay Oh no, anchors aweigh (bye, boys) Oh no, no Ah, excuse me, waiter You think I could have another one of those Singapore slings Mohalo Oh no, anchors aweigh They just can't s- Thank you, Martin Denny