Joel Plaskett - Lying on a Beach lyrics

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Joel Plaskett - Lying on a Beach lyrics

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 a** Lying in the sun on the beach Burning like the girls in the gra** 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 mola**es I'm coming in and out of focus Like a magic pair of gla**es 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 a** goodbye If I don't jump ship right now I'll never figure out how to fly