Beach Side Property

«wow!"said the broken californian down
On the beach that used to be by the beach
Town hasnt moved buts getting closer, losing ground
Making better views and close relaxing sounds
Ground sure dont like the way its treated so now
Its moving back to the sea
Plan to hitch a ride with the river
Cuz deep down plumbing life is too cramped for me I got wood legs and bow legs and no legs at all
Goddamn! would you accept a collect call?
Oh no, I dont understand
I got sore eyes and poor eyes and no eyes at all
Goddamn! would you like to take a fall?
No I dont like this plan
It was a staple of brass tacks and waxed backs
A memo left on the forehead of god
Sent sealed and signed by the saints who sang this song:
«were going union like they say
Well buy the congregation
Then one day, youll find us sitting
In your chairs with big ideas of stocks and shares.»