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by: Jimmy Buffett, Mac McAnally 

Lindbergh left Long Island in 1927 
He thumbed his nose at gravity 
And climbed into the heavens. 
When he returned to earth that night 
Everything had changed 
for the pilot and the planet 
Everything was rearranged 

We're a pretty mixed up bunch 
Of crazy human beings 
It's written on our rocketships 
And in early cave wall scenes 

How does it happen? 
How do we know? 
Who sits and watches? 
Who does the show? 

Some people love to lead 
Some refuse to dance 
Some people play it safely 
Others take a chance 

Still, it's all a mystery 
This place we call the world 
Where most live as oysters 
While some become pearls 

Now Elvis was the only man 
from North East Mississippi 
Who could shake his hips 
And still be loved by 
Rednecks, cops and hippies 

It's something more than DNA 
That tells us who we are 
Its method and magic 
We are of the stars 

Some never fade away 
Some crash and burn 
Some make the world go round 
Others watch it turn 

Still, it's all a mystery, 
This place we call the world 
Most are fine as oysters 
While some become pearls

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