At least you're trying. Everybody else here just keeps buying Whatever's at the going rate today. It's always got to be about the chase. My friend Spike says sorry but it's just a pony ride, It's whats on the table here today. So it's gonna have to be okay. In Panama, Panama Yeah it's gonna have to be okay, Baby, gonna give it all away. At least you're thinking. Everybody else down here is sinking. Drowning in a wave of regret. I don't think they've finished sinking yet. At the dancing hall, Sammy And Sondra Sandoval, their finger on the heartbeat of it all from Pedasi to Cambutal. Then the question comes up, are we wasting our time? Is this the presence of God or just the presence of mind? Hanging over, over to the hanger for a party, the flying season's getting started. Take it on wing and get away. At least you're flying, everybody else down here's just lying. It's what you gotta love about the crocodile. At least he's gonna kill you with a smile. In Panama, Panama Yeah it's gonna have to be okay, Baby, gonna give it all away. They're gonna love you anyway. I'm gonna love you more each day.
a couple days after the boxing day tsunami, i had written some really heavy songs [i had lost friends]...i wanted to write something to lighten up...i was newly in love and traveling with my then girlfriend...now wife...mostly on the azuero peninsula where my father founded a marine science reserve. in a nearby cowboy town, after a particularly brutal rodeo, a band played...samy and sandra sandoval...one of the more awesome musical experiences i have ever witnessed...a cayman had just tried eating a friend's labrador...the panamanian president at the time was walking thru the midnight dirt streets of pedasi with her girlfriends drinking...as were we...the local seco [moonshine]. we were staying at this eccentric french guy's insanely beautiful bed and breakfast...it was a beautiful time and place...not sure how spike got into this one...glad he's here...