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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jimmy Buffett
Jimmy Buffett
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jimmy Buffett
Jimmy Buffett
Songwriter
Mac McAnally
Mac McAnally
Songwriter
Will Kimbrough
Will Kimbrough
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Schulman
Alan Schulman
Mixing Engineer
Chris Stone
Chris Stone
Recording Engineer
Jim DeMain
Jim DeMain
Mastering Engineer
Mac McAnally
Mac McAnally
Producer
Michael Utley
Michael Utley
Producer

Lyrics

Hey, have you noticed that the world has changed That the news is all bad I think it's time for a song about that. Up on the East side of Manhattan, They're still dancing with the stars. While over in the sub prime city, It's getting ugly in the local bars Watching the news only gives me the blues There's too much going wrong. It takes the likes of me to hit the reboot key And write a high speed drinking song. Millionaires losin' everything. Hey, welcome to the other side of life! There goes the yacht, there goes the rolls, But, you get to keep your wife! And don't forget the automakers Swimming up stream like a trout. They let the shi* hit the fan And then they made a plan We've got a lot to drink about. It's the price of oil, The war of the spoils. Here's your bucket for the big bailout Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan, We've got a lot to drink about. Now, Madoff made off with all the money. And his clients are down to skunk weed. Repeat after me, it's so easy to see We're only talking simple greed. And those Somalian pirates are counting all their gold. While Bush and Cheney ain't around And all the good lookers seem to be Russian hookers From Key West to London town. With the price of oil, War of the spoils. Here's your bucket for the big bailout. Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan, We've got a lot to drink about. So pour me some Tennessee whiskey, Pour me a fine Jamaican rum. That loud mouth soup Can get ya kind of looped Tequila, of course I'll have some! Well the family devalues And little children plan their net worth And the truth wherever it's hiding, Can't be found on Google Earth. Citibank's buying jets with our money. I wanna flog 'em with a buggy whip. Let's hope Barack and Joe won't let the volcano blow And patch the hole in our sinking ship. There's the price of oil, War of the spoils. Here's your bucket for the big bailout. Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan, We've got a lot to drink about. Recession, Aggression, Depression good God CNN keeps bummin' me out. I can't take another doomsday minute. Got a lot to drink, a lot to think, A lot to drink about. God bless America
Writer(s): Will Kimbrough, Jimmy Buffett, Mac Mcanally Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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