Jimmy Buffett - Homemade Music Lyrics
Homemade musicBy: jimmy buffett, michael utley, russell kunkel1988I 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 japanesBought cbs records and figured that somehow these two events had to be related.I aint no video kingI still have to singFor my supper each nightYou stand on the benchesI play in the trenchesBeneath the big spotlightsLived in a suitcase for half of my yearsI got strange little voices that live in my earsHall monster, mall monsterI cant be the old me no moreChorus:Homemade music aint on the radioHomemade music searchin high and lowHomemade music where did all the good songs goCookin is a pleasureSingin is a treasureThat most dont findThere aint no harm in tellinI likes to eat my melonRight on down to the rindI had a hippie girlfriend when I was a kidShe died and went to the suburbs most of em didRaisin puppies, having yuppiesWhere did all the wild ones goChorus:Homemade music aint on the radioHomemade music jam it in, close the doorHomemade music where did all the good songs goFirst there were records then cassettes and cdsManagers and lawyers then came the japaneseBut homemade music still making sense to me(sense to me, sense to me, sense to me)Chorus:Homemade music is funky and niceHomemade music skates on very thin iceHomemade music is part of my philosophyChorus:Homemade music aint on the radioHomemade music jam it in, close the doorHomemade music where did all the good songs goHomemade music, give me my homemade musicHomemade music, should be on the radioDont dig that reglar bunkThe neville brothers got the funkAnd homemade music should be on the radio
