Public Relations (Reprise) — текст песни (Jimmy Buffett)

By Jimmy Buffett, 1997
Sanders
Mr Paperman, go home. Listen to me. Pretend you had a nightmare,
and woke up. This island is a hoodoo, there`s death in it, and
this is just the beginning. Give it up. Whatever you`ve invested,
forget it and go back to New York. Go home.

Norman
I felt the ground shake
I`m out of water
Critical picture
But things ain`t that bad

We could be living
In Communist China
Wearing pajamas
And shouting comrade

I`ll fix the Gull Reef
It will be my salvation
We`re only talking
A few renovations
Goodbye to public relations
It ain`t what I do

Goodbye forever to public relations
Public relations no longer my fate
This is my life and this is my island
Starting life over is never to (sic) late

[Speaks, to Sheila]
Get Hippolyte!