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Message in a bottle
Rhythm of a drum
Smoke signals and telegraphs
Make the airwaves humBut that's all ancient history
Like bongs and Lincoln Logs
Now we livin' like the Jet sons
In a wacky wireless fogTalkin', squawkin', hawkin'
Who knows if anybody's gettin' throughToasters talk to crack berries
Boston to Bombay
Teenage schemes and mobile dreams
As minutes tick awayWe act like crazy people
Talking to ourselves
Crashing cars in conversation
Still that shit flies off the shelfThe information superhighways
Crawled up like a L.A. traffic jamEverybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellitesWon't you text me with your master plan?

You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phoneDo you remember dialing up?
Yes, I remember well
Now I just can't go anywhere
Without my sacred cellI think that I might die
If I miss anything at all
Text me, send me an e-mail
Ring me up, give me a callI'm ADD on AOL and tryin' to read
The writing on the wallEverybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellitesWon't you text me with your master plan?
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phoneNow I'm a real jungle jump up, I'm a megahertz man
I swing from tree to tree on the very latest plan
On the download and the dropouts
On every major city across the landI got my Marley on my ring tone
Get up, stand up, reach out
Touch somebody bandEverybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellitesWon't you text me with your master plan?
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
And I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phoneAnd I'm a digital explorer in an analog roam
And everybody's on the phone
Songwriters
PETER MAYER, ROGER GUTH, WILL KIMBROUGH, JIMMY BUFFETPublished by
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Jimmy Buffett (born December 25, 1946 in Pascagoula, Mississippi, United States) is a singer/songwriter, best known for his "island escapism" lifestyle and music including hits such as "Margaritaville" and "Come Monday". He has a rabid, but genial, cult following known as "Parrotheads." They call the youngest members "Parakeets."

Buffett has written three No. 1 best sellers. Tales from Margaritaville and Where Is Joe Merchant? both spent over seven months on the New York Times Best Seller fiction list. His book A Pirate Looks At Fifty went straight to No. 1 on the New York Times Bestseller non-fiction list, making him one of seven authors in that list's history to have reached No. 1 on both the fiction and non-fiction lists. The other six authors who have accomplished this are Ernest Hemingway, John Steinbeck, William Styron, Irving Wallace, Dr. Seuss and Mitch Albom. He also co-wrote two children's books, Jolly Mon and Trouble Dolls, with his eldest daughter, Savannah Jane Buffett.

"A Salty Piece of Land", was released on November 30, 2004, and included a CD single of the same title. The book was a New York Times best seller soon after its release.

His latest book, "Swine Not," hit bookshelves on May 13th. It's a colorful tale about a family that lives in a posh New York hotel while covertly smuggling in their pet pig named Rumpy.

On Jan 25, 2011, he did an unintentional stage dive whilst touring Australia. Thankfully, the good Mr. Buffett is a resilient bloke and was released from hospital the following day and doing fine.


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