Wasting away again in Margaritaville, searching for my lost shaker of salt.
Tonight I just need my guitar.
When reality looks too ugly, fantasize.
[Writing] is edit, edit, edit. It's almost like getting a boat ready to go to sea. You've still got a countless number of things left to fix, but you've just got to go, "O.K., everybody get on the boat. We're going, ready or not."
Shells sink, dreams float. Life's good on our boat.
There's damsels in distress out there, and we got all this beer.