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PHISH lyrics : "Sea And Sand"

Here by the sea and sand
Nothing ever goes as planned
I just couldn't face going home

It was just a drag on my own
They finally threw me out
My mom got drunk on stout

My dad couldn't stand on two feet
As he lectured about morality
Now I guess the family's complete

With me hanging round on the street
Or here by the beach


The girl I love
Is a perfect dresser
Wears every fashion

Gets it to a tee
Heavens above
I have to match her

She knows just how she wants her man to be
Leave it to me


My jacket's gonna be cut slim and checked
With just a touch of seersucker with an open neck
I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat

I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet

I see her dance

Across the ballroom
UV light making starshine of her smile
I am the face

She has to know it
I'm dressed up better than anyone in a mile


So how come the other kids look much better?
Without even a penny, they dress to the letter
How come the girls come on oh so cool?

But when you meet 'em, every one's a fool?

Come sleep on the beach

Keep within my reach
I just want to die with you hear
I'm feeling so high with you nere

I'm wet and I'm cold
But thank God I ain't old
I should have split home at fifteen

Why didn't I ever say what I mean
There's a story that the grass is so green
What did I see?

Where have I been?

Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand

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