Bad Wave Coney Island Waltz
Pick me up
I'm good to leave
It's 2 o'clock
Can't stand the heat
I'm dyin' here
Come pick me up
I'm right behind the restaurant
Bring your bike
We'll ride it straight
To Rockaway
To see the beach
I know a guy
Who's livin' there
He'll let us sleep inside his car
I got 20 dollars
I can buy us pringles
And a pack of camels
Try and count the stoplights
One, two, three, four, five, six
One, two, three, four, five, six
I can smell the ocean
Can you smell it too?
You lost your job
At the hotel
But don't you worry
Don't you worry
Smoke this and
I promise you'll feel
Better and alive as hell
I can't wait for
You to see
The spinning wheels
You won't believe
The screaming kids
The more you'll do
The more you'll see it's easy
Hold on, wait a second
Something's in my pocket
Maybe it's a dollar
Try and count the money
One, two, three, four, five, six
One, two, three, four, five, six
I can hear the ocean
Can you hear it too?
The concrete's hot
Beneath my feet
I lost my shoes
I need to sleep
We're so in love
And I can't wait to
Do the waltz on Coney Island
The water's cold
But we don't have to
Swim at all
Just drink and drink
And feed the birds
But not too much
'Cause I don't want to waste the food
But maybe we can
Live down here
I bet we could
Just save up for a
Month or two
And get a little
Place beside the boardwalk
Come on, don't be worried
Hide behind this truck and
Take it in and hold it
Try and count the seconds
One, two, three, four, five, six
One, two, three, four, five, six
I can smell the ocean
Can you smell it too?
The concrete's hot
Beneath my feet
I lost my shoes
I need to sleep
We're so in love
And I can't wait to
Do the waltz on Coney Island
[Instrumental]
Lay beside me
On the sand
I'm sorry that I
Lost the money
Sorry we're so
f..ckin' hungry
I don't think I'll ever change
Just come with me
And get the keys
It's down the street
So we can sleep
In the backseat
Tomorrow you can
Take me to the restaurant
What's that in the sky?
Maybe it's a rocket
Flying into orbit
Try and count the planets
One, two, three, four, five, six
One, two, three, four, five, six
I can feel the ocean
Can you feel it too?
The concrete's hot
Beneath my feet
I lost my shoes
I need to sleep
We're so in love
And I can't wait to
Do the waltz on Coney Island
