Better Days

Check out the folks at tourist store
There looking for deals on sunscreen
Miles of beach, draining into the floor
There at the bottom of the sea

Oh better days have come
Though it won't be too long till they must go home,
Oh better days

Pick up your suit that you bought last year
I hope it fits you, nice and trim
Head down the road, till the traffic clears
Everybody's getting in

Somethings in the water
Somethings in the sand
Bury me, I wanna
Get so deep that I never stand



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Jones
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