Field Day – Dag Nasty – letras

here on the beachI’ve got the sun , I’ve got the surf, I’ve got Mexican foodhere on the beachI stay indoors all dayI don’t get my feet wet , I’ve got nothing to doI can’t believe I was excitedI thought I’d found the perfect place for someone as lazy as mebut now I’m lonely and I wish I had a friend who I could visit sometimeor who might call on mehere on the beachmy mind goes blank and all my money’s gonehere on the beachthe urge to get f~cked up becomes overwhelming( I guess I’ll go back to sleep )I should be writing songspowerful songs that’ll make us money and put us on the chartsbut I’m just so bored and I don’t really careabout people or money or problems or anything at allexcept for going homeanything at allexcept for when I’m out of herenext time let’s shake it inside outnext time let’s shake it inside outpay no rentrest in piece I’m back home tomorrowthis could be my last chanceto pass it bysleeping late , sleep aloneback to work tomorrowthis could be my last chanceand I’ll pass it bynext time let’s shake it inside out