Some Beach

TTTO: Some Beach.
filked by: Lord Sanzio Sansovino

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Driving down the interstate, running several hours late,
trying to get to the event before it is done.
Some jeep driving yuppy dude, with a messed up attitude,
comes up beside me talking on his cell phone.
He reads the bumper stickers and he gets a good laugh,
then he sees the weaponry and punches the gas.

Some Beach, somewhere.
There's a belly dancer dancing as I play my drum from a
folding chair.
The drum beats a rolling, the mead is a flowing,
I picture myself right there.
On Some Beach, somewhere.

Still trying to get to the event,
my mind and my nerves are spent.
when I see the blue lights through the rear windshield.
I pull over to a stop, then listen to a cop,
ask who is fighting with the small round shield.
My buddy raised his hand and said: "Well, Sir that'd be me."
The cop said: "Can you say hi to my knight for me?"

Some beach. Somewhere.
The police won't pull you over just because they can't be there.
It's always smooth sailing with no sirens wailing.
I need to be right there.
On Some Beach. Somewhere.

Then we look for a restaurant, trying to find a spot.
that serves enough food that we can all eat our fill.
A buffet's the way to go, simply because I know,
one plate of food's just gonna make me get ill.
Up there filling up my third or fourth plate,
some dude makes a comment about me being overweight.

Some beach. Somewhere.
There's a place where you can be fat and nobody really cares.
There's no skinny dipping, even though we're all stripping.
Chunky dunking in the salty air.
On Some Beach. Somewhere.
On Some Beach. Somewhere.
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