Beach

Lifter

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What a drag, you've come undone
With your hardwood floors and your little capgun
Calling friends who never come back
Falling apart as an aphrodisiac

We're always wishing for prizes
That we don't deserve on the first place
So we stand outside in the sunshine
And wait for nothing to come our way

What a bummer, you're still alive
Dreaming about fruit that you'll never get to try
I'm smashing all your windows and chasing all your cats
And not even mom can wake you with a gilded bag of cash

We're always wishing for prizes
That we don't deserve on the first place
So we stand outside in the sunshine
And wait for nothing to come our way

What a drag, you've ended up alone
And yeah, I'm bitter and this probably should be done
But before I go back to your color TV
I just have one more helpful thing to say
Wake the fuck up and get out of bed
I'm precious, you'll listen, that's what you said