Fruitcakes   By: jimmy buffett, amy lee   1994   --spoken:   "you know I was talking to my friend desdemona the other day she   Runs this space station and bake shop down near boomtown. she told   Me that human beings are flawed individuals. the cosmic bakers   Took us out of the oven a little too early. and that's the   Reason we're as crazy as we are and I believe it."      "take for example when you go to the movies these days, you know.   They try to sell you this jumbo drink, 8 extra ounces of watered   Down cherry coke for an extra 25 cents. I don't want it.   I don't want that much organziation in my life.   I don't want other people thinking for me.   I want my junior mints. where did the junior mints go in the   Movies. I don't want a 12 lb. nestle's crunch for 25 dollars. i   Want junior mints."      "we need more fruitcakes in this world and less bakers!   We need people that care! I'm mad as hell! and I don't want to   Take it anymore!"      Chorus:   Fruitcakes in the kitchen (fruitcakes in the kitchen)   Fruitcakes on the street (fruitcakes on the street)   Struttin' naked through the crosswalk   In the middle of the week   Half-baked cookies in the oven (cookies in the oven)   Half-baked people on the bus (people on the bus)   There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us      Paradise, lost and found   Paradise, take a look around   I was out in california where I hear they have it all   They got riots, fires, mud slides   They've got sushi in the mall   Water bars, brontasaurs, chinese modern lust   Shake and bake life with the quake   The secret's in the crust      Chorus:   Fruitcakes in the kitchen (fruitcakes in the kitchen)   Fruitcakes on the street (fruitcakes on the street)   Struttin' naked through the crosswalk   In the middle of the week   Half-baked cookies in the oven (cookies in the oven)   Half-baked people on the bus (people on the bus)   There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us      --spoken:   "speakin' of fruitcakes, how 'bout the government?    Your tax dollars at work."      We lost our martian rocket ship   The high paid spokesman said   Looks like that silly rocket ship   Has lost it's cone shaped head   We spent 90 jillion dollars trying to get a look at mars   I hear universal laughter ringing out among the stars      Chorus:   Fruitcakes in the galaxy (fruitcakes in the galaxy)   Fuitcakes on the earth (fruitcakes on the earth)   Struttin' naked towards eternity   We've been that way since birth   Half-baked cookies in the oven (cookies in the oven)   Half-baked people on the bus (people on the bus)   There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us      --spoken:   "religion! religion! oh, there's a thin line between saturday   Night and sunday morning. here we go now.   Alright, alter boys."      Mea culpa mea culpa mea maxima culpa   Mea culpa mea culpa mea maxima culpa      Where's the church, who took the steeple   Religion is in the hands of some crazy-ass people   Television preachers with bad hair and dimples   The god's honest truth is it's not that simple   It's the buddhist in you, it's the pagan in me   It's the muslim in him, she's catholic ain't she?    It's the born again look it's the wasp and the jew   Tell me what's goin on, I ain't gotta clue      --spoken:   "now here comes the big ones. relationships! we all got 'em, we   All want 'em. what do we do with 'em?    Here we go, I'll tell ya."      She said you gotta do your fair share   Now cough up half the rent   I treat my body like a temple   You treat yours like a tent   But the right word at the right time   May get me a little hug   That's the difference between lightning   And a harmless lightnin' bug      Chorus:   Fruitcakes in the kitchen (fruitcakes in the kitchen)   Fruitcakes on the street (fruitcakes on the street)   Struttin' naked through the crosswalk   In the middle of the week   Half-baked cookies in the oven (cookies in the oven)   Half-baked people on the bus (people on the bus)   There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us      --spoken:   "the future. captain's log, stardate two thousand and something."      We're seven years from the millenium   That's a science fiction fact   Stanley kubrick and his buddy hal   Now don't look that abstract   So I'll put on my bob marley tape   And practice what I preach   Get jah lost in the reggae mon   As I walk along the beach   Stay in touch with my insanity really is the only way   Its a jungle out there kiddies   Have a very fruitful day   Hey.      Chorus:   Fruitcakes in the kitchen (fruitcakes in the kitchen)   Fruitcakes on the street (fruitcakes on the street)   Struttin' naked through the crosswalk   In the middle of the week   Half-baked cookies in the oven (cookies in the oven)   Half-baked people on the bus (people on the bus)   There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us      --spoken:   "that's right, you too. yeah those crumbs are spread all around   This universe. I've seen fruitcakes. I saw this guy in santa   Monica rollerskate naked through the crosswalk. down in new   Orleans in the french market there are fruitcakes like you cannot   Believe. new york, forget it. fruitcake city. down island, we've got   Fruitcakes. spread them crumbs around. that's right, we want   'em around. keep bakin' baby. keep bakin'."