Luyện nghe bài hát Intro-The Legend Of Norman Paperman/Kinja

By Buffett, 1996
Jimmy Buffett explores new creative ground here, putting the two-hundred year history of Amerigo, a fictitious Caribbean island, into a Calypso number, and framing it into another song, The Legend of Norman Paperman, the theme of the show. The singer is the Governor of the island, and the key characters of the show sing verses about the history.

Kinja was the name of the island when it was British. The actual name was King George The Third Island, but the islanders shortened that to Kinja. Now the name in the maps and the guidebooks is Amerigo, but everybody who still lives there still calls it Kinja. The United States acquired the island peaceably in 1940 as part of the shuffling of old destroyers and Caribbean real that went on between Mr. Roosevelt and Mr. Churchill. The details of the transaction were and are vague to the inhabitants. The West Indian is not exactly hostile to change, but he's not much inclined to believe in it. Meantime in a fashion Amerigo is getting Americanized. The inflow of cash is making everyone more prosperous. Most Kinjans go along cheerily with this explosion of American energy in the Caribbean. To them it seems like a new harmless and apparently endless Carnival.

Have you ever dreamed of escaping from your dull existence to a new life on a tropical island? Our story is about a man who did it - a real person, whose true adventure has become a here in the Caribbean. Welcome one and all to THE LEGEND OF NORMAN PAPERMAN.

Dis is the legend of Papuhman
from the islands we'll share
Chasin illusions can get quite
Is it a or a nightmare

Dis is the of Norman Papuhman
Tale the islands we'll tell

Men
Chasin can get quite confusin'
Cause heaven can turn hell.

[Sings]
Kinja's the of the island
It's been Kinja for over two hundred
But paradise
Doesn't come a price
Let me that abundantly clear
Kinja, our beautiful
In a windward
We've been English, and Dutch
Never to matter much
Now officially Amerigo

We're
Kinja
Our

(Sheila, at the Gull Reef Club)

Our ancestors in the slave ships
To for the privileged few
Who wore Paris
and lived in mansions
While we huddled in of bamboo

Den da sugar beet us our freedom
With the help of our God we got
Insurrection, beheadin's, funerals and
and a World War or Two

Hurricanes and a War or Two
We're
Still
Our

We're
Kinja
Our

(Gilbert, gondolier of the Reef Club)

Mr. Churchill had to get some
To put old hitler six feet
FDR he a nifty
Got our island for just
And do dey pack up and go

We dance through the streets in
Da dey light up da sky
We got and highways
Got Fords and
Not to the Forth of July

Not to the Forth of July
We're
Kinja
Our

We're
Still
Our

(Senator Pullman, the big enchilada)

Pullman
Now the Yankees, come wid der dollars
a beehive of activity
Sell dem and rum
Keep dem and numb
Oh we're liken' this

We got new for celebration
We got new laws, but no one
We got and mangos
and tangos
Ahhh, but we short on our watah

Mighty short on our supply

We got the
We the Carnival
The Carnival

We got the
Don't Stop The
We the Carnival

And our begins

Dis is da legend of Norman
Tale from de tropics we'll
Chasin illusions can get quite
heaven can turn into hell!

The of - NORMAN PAPERMAN