Lying On A Beach

Somebody introduced me

To a member of the club

I think that they confused me

With some other rub-a-dub-a-dub

Now, I work on the fifth floor

And nothing is my fault

I take advice like margueritas

With a heavy grain of salt

I always wake up in the night

Wondering if I'm doing it right

And if I had my way

I'd be getting on this flight tonight

And in the morning I'd be

Lying on a beach in the sun

Lying to my family and friends

Telling them that I have begun

Trying to find the means to an end

Lying on a beach in the sun

Lying just to cover my ass

Lying in the sun on the beach

Burning like the girls in the grass

I should be working on my manners

But I'm working on my website

All you star-spangled scanners

Trying to photocopy moonlight

Staring at the computer screen

Feeling so alone and obscene

Getting restless

Getting randy

Getting mean

Lying on a beach in the sun

Looking for a little romance

The temperature's a hundred and one

Everybody take off your pants

Lying on a beach in the sun

Trying to figure out what to do

Lying in the sun on the beach

I realized I did not have a clue

I'm full of hocus pocus

And I'm slower than molasses

I'm coming in and out of focus

Like a magic pair of glasses

I go down to the staff room at lunchtime

I'm like a joke but there's never a punch line

And if you step on my toes I'll blow up just like a landmine

Give me a reason I'll be

Lying on a beach in the sun

Nobody but my money and me

Is this your definition of fun

I'm bored it's only twenty past three (You should go for a swim)

I'll still be clinging to the company line

There's sharks out there I think I saw a fin

Or maybe I'm just losing my mind

Somebody take a memo

We're all on automatic

When I get it back together

We're gonna need a little static

Somebody check my pulse

Slap me in the face

Show me what I'm made of

Get me out of this place

It's like a weird technological dream

Watching buddies turn into machines

We never get our hands dirty

But paradise is never this clean

Come on

Lying on a beach in the sun

Don't want to get burned to a crisp

You want something to remember me by

You can save it on a floppy disk

So long

Farewell

You can kiss my ass goodbye

If I don't jump ship right now

I'll never figure out how to fly