Beach Side Property

"Wow," said the broken Californian down

On the beach that used to be by the beach

Town hasn't moved but's gettin' closer, losin' ground

Makin' better views and close relaxin' sounds

Ground sure don't like the way it's treated so now

It's movin' back to the sea

Plan to hitch a ride with the river

'Cause deep down plumbin' life is too cramped for me

I got wood legs and bow legs and no legs at all

Goddamn, would you take a collect call?

Oh no, I don't understand

I got poor eyes and sore eyes and no eyes at all

Goddamn would you take a fall?

Oh no, I don't like this plan

It was a staple of brass tacks and waxed backs

Oh yeah, a message left on the forehead of God

Sent sealed and signed by the saints who sang this song

This song, this song

We're goin' union like they say

We'll buy the congregation

Then one day, you'll find us sittin'

In your chairs with big ideas of stocks and shares

We're goin' union like they say

We'll buy the congregation

Then one day, you'll find us sittin'

In your chairs with big ideas of stocks and shares