By Jimmy Buffett, Jimmy Buffett explores new creative ground here, putting the two-hundred year history of Amerigo, a fictitious Caribbean island, into a Calypso number, and 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 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 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 adventure has become a legend here in the Caribbean. Welcome one and all to THE LEGEND OF NORMAN PAPERMAN.
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Dis is the legend of Norman Tale from the islands we'll
Men Chasin illusions can get confusin' Cause can turn into hell.
Sanders Kinja's the of the island been Kinja for over two hundred years But remember Doesn't come without a Let me make that clear Kinja, our beautiful In a archipeligo We've been English, and Dutch Never seemed to much Now we're Amerigo
We're Still Our
(Sheila, chef at the Gull Club)
Our came 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 us our freedom With the help of our God we got Insurrection, beheadin's, and weddin's and a World War or Two
Hurricanes and a War or Two We're Still Our
Kinja Still Our
(Gilbert, of the Gull Reef Club)
Mr. Churchill had to get some To put old hitler six below FDR he a nifty Got our for just fifty And do limeys dey up and go
We through the streets in celebration Da dey light up da sky We got and highways Got and Chevrolets Not to mention the Forth of
Not to mention the of July We're Kinja Our
We're Kinja Our
(Senator Pullman, the big enchilada)
Senator Now the Yankees, they wid der dollars a beehive of activity Sell dem and rum Keep dem and numb Oh we're liken' prosperity
We got new for celebration We got new laws, but no one We got crawfish and and tangos Ahhh, but we short on our watah
Mighty short on our watah
We got the We the Carnival The Carnival
We got the Stop The Carnival We love the
And our story
Dis is da of Norman Papuhman Tale from de tropics we'll Chasin illusions can get quite heaven can turn into hell!
The of - NORMAN PAPERMAN