Changes In Latitudes, Changes In Attitudes - Live

I took off for a weekend last month
 Just to try and recall the whole year
 All of the faces and all of the places
 Wonderin' where they all disappeared
 I didn't ponder the question too long
 I was hungry and went out for a bite
 Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum
 And we wound up drinkin all night
 It's these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
 Nothing remains quite the same
 With all of our running and all of our cunning
 If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane
 Reading departure signs in some big airport
 Reminds me of the places I've been
 Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
 Makes me want to go back again
 If it suddenly ended tomorrow
 I could somehow adjust to the fall
 Good times and riches and son of a bitches
 I've seen more than I can recall
 It's these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
 Nothing remains quite the same
 Through all of the islands and through all of the hi-lands
 If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane
 I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine
 I wish I could jump on a plane
 So many nights I just dream of the ocean
 God I wish I was sailin' again
 Oh, yesterday's over my shoulder
 So I can't look back for too long
 There's just too much to see waiting in front of me
 And I know that I just can't go wrong
 With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
 Nothing remains quite the same
 With all of my running and all of my cunning
 If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane
 If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane
 If we weren't all crazy we would go insane