Gambo/Trunko
On the coast
Soaking in the sun
Let it all out
Think I'm having fun
Didn't mean to upset anyone
But I take my time
Work is getting done
Sprawling all out
Baking on the sand
Straight relaxing
Like an open hand
I heard some voices
Started getting mad
Looks like something
Washed up on the land
Ignore the bad thoughts
Focus on the rays
Enjoy the beach
Go about your day
Drown them all out
Don't listen what they say
What do you think
Mean to you anyway?
Commotion rise
And sand was in the air
I only wanted peace
It wasn't there
I tried to tell them
But they didn't care
Talkin' about me
If I wasn't there
I really didn't focus on what they said
Except for one who thought that I was dead
"Kinda looks like a sandy deathbed"
"Before I blow it up I wanna take his head"
"Whoa, hold up!"
I thought I said out loud
From the look of it
Something's going down
But people started
Coming forming in a crowd
All around me
Like a big ol' shroud
I tried to plead
Beg and scream and yell
But it was clear
This beach was my own hell
What their plans were
I still couldn't tell
My dreams of leisure finally were quelled
On the coast
Soaking in the sun
Let it all out
Think I'm having fun
I didn't mean to upset anyone
But I take my time
Work is getting done
Soaking in the sun
Let it all out
Think I'm having fun
Didn't mean to upset anyone
But I take my time
Work is getting done
Sprawling all out
Baking on the sand
Straight relaxing
Like an open hand
I heard some voices
Started getting mad
Looks like something
Washed up on the land
Ignore the bad thoughts
Focus on the rays
Enjoy the beach
Go about your day
Drown them all out
Don't listen what they say
What do you think
Mean to you anyway?
Commotion rise
And sand was in the air
I only wanted peace
It wasn't there
I tried to tell them
But they didn't care
Talkin' about me
If I wasn't there
I really didn't focus on what they said
Except for one who thought that I was dead
"Kinda looks like a sandy deathbed"
"Before I blow it up I wanna take his head"
"Whoa, hold up!"
I thought I said out loud
From the look of it
Something's going down
But people started
Coming forming in a crowd
All around me
Like a big ol' shroud
I tried to plead
Beg and scream and yell
But it was clear
This beach was my own hell
What their plans were
I still couldn't tell
My dreams of leisure finally were quelled
On the coast
Soaking in the sun
Let it all out
Think I'm having fun
I didn't mean to upset anyone
But I take my time
Work is getting done
Credits
Writer(s): Sebastián Cárdenas
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