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Changes In Latitudes Changes In Attitudes (Live 1980)
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Welcome to the club
A little song about the brain damage
Won't do this very light fast
Say it and I will go, tonight, let's go
I took off for a weekend last night
To try to recall the whole year
All of the faces and all of the places
Wonderin' where they all disappeared
Now, I didn't ponder the question too long
I was hungry and went out for a bite
Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum
And we wound up drinkin' all night
These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of our running and all of our cunning
We couldn't laugh, we would all go insane
Reading departure signs in some big airport
Reminds me of the places I've been
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
Make me want to go back again
If it suddenly ended tomorrow
I could somehow adjust to the fall
Good times and riches and son of a bitches
I've seen more than I can recall
Changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
Through all of the islands and all of the highlands
If we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane
We ruined African way
Think about Paris when I'm high on red wine
Just wish I could jump on a plane
So many nights I just dream of the ocean
God, I wish she was sailin' again
Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder
So I can't look back for too long
This is too much to see waiting in front of me
And I don't think that I can't go wrong
With my changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of my running and all of my cunning
If we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane
If we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane
If we weren't all crazy, we would go insane
Thank you, crazy bounty maniac
All right, okay
Wow, we gon' take it down to a little town right now
We have any tequila drinkers out here by any chance?
Kind of people y'all, you people in the front with you?
We gon' take it to the long time now, it's not eh, city reppin'
It's not Kansas City, it not Melborn, Florida
It's low town in the bottom of the crib old bottle
That is in the back of your mind (alright)
On this 4th of July, let's take a little trip to Margarita ville