Beach Side Property - Live

Lyrics for Beach Side Property - Live

"Wow", said the broken Californian down on the beach that used to be by the beach Town hasn't moved but it's getting closer, losing ground, making better views and close relaxing sounds Ground sure don't like the way it's treated, so now it's moving back to the sea Plans to hitch a ride with the river 'cause deep down plumbing life is too cramped for me I got wood legs, and bow legs, and no legs at all Damn, would you take a collect call Oh no, I don't understand I got poor eyes, and sore eyes, and no eyes at all Damn, would you like to take the fall Oh no, I don't like this plan It was a staple of brass tacks and wax 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) This song We're going union like they say We'll buy the congregation, then one day You'll find us sitting In your chair With big ideas of stocks and shares We're going union We're going union like they say We'll buy the congregation, then one day You'll find us sitting in your chair With big ideas of stocks and shares We're going union, union