Quietly Making Noise Jimmy Buffett

[Verse 1]
Oscar Wilde died in bed several floors above my head
Living well beyond his means in that crazy Paris scene
Rain falls down in sheets so clear, no one ever calls me here
Traveling by myself these days, I'm into jazz and felt berets
Far from the that old eastern shore, searching for strange metaphors

[Verse 2]
I don't want to be another victim of fashion
No, I don't want to see my name in the paper each day
You can leave that to the young Turks, they're more handsome and dashing
Posing for paparazzis down Laguna way

[Verse 3]
Now down in the metro, I feel the world start to multiply
Bastille, rubber wheels, spiked heels, subterranean lullaby
Met an African prancer, a hemisphere dancer, spied the ghost of Brassens
We smiled at the secret we shared and I hid it like contraband

[Chorus 1]
Quietly making noise, making noise
Starts with kindergarten toys
Not too soft, not too loud
Just enough to draw a crowd
Quietly, quietly, quietly making noise