Bank Of Bad Habits
By: Jimmy Buffett, Russ Kunkel, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, and Peter Mayer
Originally from the 1995 Album: Barometer Soup

Lyrics:

The rumors and the stories of my past I can’t deny
I’m no St. Ignatius but again I’m no bar fly
The wrong thing is the right thing until you lose control
I got this bank of bad habits in a corner of my soul

Chorus
Bank of bad habits
The price of vice foretold
One by one they’ll do you in
They’re bound to take their toll

The wrong thing is the right thing
Until you lose control
I got this bank of bad habits
In a corner of my soul

Verse 2
Last night i said good bye to a dear old friend of mine
Just a throwback shell beach party nothing really asinine
Rum and cooked animals and bullshit by the ton
That party lasted way too long and I had too much fun

Chorus
Bank of bad habits
The price of vice foretold
One by one they’ll do you in
They’re bound to take their toll

The wrong thing is the right thing
Until you lose control
I got this bank of bad habits
In a corner of my soul
That bank of bad habits
It’s worth it’s weight in gold

Bridge
Time for you to spend that dough
Your the only one you owe
So put away those alibis
You can’t fool that banker in the sky

Now let me tell you about the seven deadly sins

One
Pride-thou shalt not have pride in thy neighbor

Two
Coveting-thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s wife

Three
Lust-thou shalt not lust after his neighbor’s wife

Four
Anger-do not be angry with your neighbor’s wife

Five
Gluttony-do not eat thy neighbor’s wife’s popcorn

Six
Envy-do not envy your neighbor’s wife

Seven
Sloth-do not be a slob

And the eighth deadly sin is
Pizza

Verse
A picture’s worth a thousand words just ask a camera man
And it’s no sin to stop and look I do it when I can
But you have to purge that urge to merge
You have to keep your head
Trouble is what you will find inside some stranger’s bed

Chorus
Bank of bad habits
The price of vice foretold
One by one they’ll do you in
They’re bound to take their toll

The wrong thing is the right thing
Until you lose control
I got this bank of bad habits
It’s worth its weight in gold
Yea we’re talkin
Kruggerand
Dubloon
You know I was wondering
Do you think they have an atm
Machine for bad habits?
I think I’ll apply for that card

Jimmy’s Notes:

I had my sights sets on Tahiti a long time ago and connived my way there through my good friend Tom Moffatt in Hawaii. We went there to play a show to an unknown audience, but that didn’t matter. I still had made it to Tahiti. At the airport we were met by an old expatriated American named Hugh Kelly who had run away from home a long time ago. We became instant friends, and he took me to his home on Moorea in the mountains above Cook’s Bay. When I looked down at the vista, the song came out as if it had been sitting inside of me waiting for the moment.

My Buffett Bling

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