By Buffett, 1996 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 principal 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 estate 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 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 legend here in the Caribbean. Welcome one and all to THE LEGEND OF PAPERMAN.
Dis is the legend of Norman Tale from the we'll share illusions can get quite confusin' Is it a dream or a
Dis is the legend of Papuhman Tale from the islands we'll
Men Chasin can get quite confusin' Cause can turn into hell.
[Sings] Kinja's the of the island It's been Kinja for over two years But remember come without a price Let me make that abundantly Kinja, our beautiful In a archipeligo We've been English, French and Never seemed to matter Now we're Amerigo
We're Still Our
(Sheila, chef at the Reef Club)
Our ancestors in the slave ships To for the privileged few Who Paris fashions and lived in mansions While we in shacks of bamboo
Den da sugar beet bring us our With the of our God we got through Insurrection, beheadin's, funerals and Hurricanes and a War or Two
Hurricanes and a War or Two Kinja Still Our
Kinja Still Our
(Gilbert, gondolier of the Reef Club)
Mr. had to get some destroyers To put old hitler six below FDR he a nifty Got our island for just And do dey pack up and go
We dance through the in celebration Da fireworks dey up da sky We got hotdogs and Got Fords and Not to the Forth of July
Not to mention the Forth of Kinja Still Our
We're Still Our
(Senator Pullman, the big enchilada)
Pullman Now the Yankees, they wid der dollars It's a of activity Sell dem and rum dem dizzy and numb Oh liken' this prosperity
We got new holidays for We got new laws, but no one We got crawfish and Calypso and Ahhh, but we on our watah supply
Mighty on our watah supply
We got the We love the The Carnival
We got the Stop The Carnival We love the
And our begins
Dis is da of Norman Papuhman Tale from de tropics we'll Chasin illusions can get confusin' Cause heaven can turn hell!
The legend of - PAPERMAN