Homemade Music

Homemade music

By: jimmy buffett, michael utley, russell kunkel

1988

I ran into an old friend of mine in miami and i asked her where she had been all these years. she told me she had, "died and gone to the suburbs". the next day i read where the japanes

Bought cbs records and figured that somehow these two events had to be related.

I ain't no video king

I still have to sing

For my supper each night

You stand on the benches

I play in the trenches

Beneath the big spotlights

Lived in a suitcase for half of my years

I got strange little voices that live in my ears

Hall monster, mall monster

I can't be the old me no more



Chorus:

Homemade music ain't on the radio

Homemade music searchin' high and low

Homemade music where did all the good songs go



Cookin' is a pleasure

Singin' is a treasure

That most don't find

There ain't no harm in tellin'

I likes to eat my melon

Right on down to the rind

I had a hippie girlfriend when i was a kid

She died and went to the suburbs most of 'em did

Raisin' puppies, having yuppies

Where did all the wild ones go



Chorus:

Homemade music ain't on the radio

Homemade music jam it in, close the door

Homemade music where did all the good songs go



First there were records then cassettes and cds

Managers and lawyers then came the japanese

But homemade music still making sense to me

(sense to me, sense to me, sense to me)



Chorus:

Homemade music is funky and nice

Homemade music skates on very thin ice

Homemade music is part of my philosophy



Chorus:

Homemade music ain't on the radio

Homemade music jam it in, close the door

Homemade music where did all the good songs go



Homemade music, give me my homemade music

Homemade music, should be on the radio



Don't dig that reg'lar bunk

The neville brothers got the funk

And homemade music should be on the radio




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