Field Day

Here on the beach

I've got the sun , i've got the surf, i've got mexican food

Here on the beach

I stay indoors all day

I don't get my feet wet , i've got nothing to do

I can't believe i was excited

I thought i'd found the perfect place for someone as lazy as me

But now i'm lonely and i wish i had a friend who i could visit sometime

Or who might call on me

Here on the beach

My mind goes blank and all my money's gone

Here on the beach

The urge to get fucked up becomes overwhelming

( i guess i'll go back to sleep )

I should be writing songs

Powerful songs that'll make us money and put us on the charts

But i'm just so bored and i don't really care

About people or money or problems or anything at all

Except for going home

Anything at all

Except for when i'm out of here

Next time let's shake it inside out

Next time let's shake it inside out

Pay no rent

Rest in piece i'm back home tomorrow

This could be my last chance

To pass it by

Sleeping late , sleep alone

Back to work tomorrow

This could be my last chance

And i'll pass it by

Next time let's shake it inside out