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Spanish Love Songs – Beach Front Property lyrics
Said it's the end of days
And we’re just hoping for the beach front property
Knowing indecision daring some asshole to take a swing
Got a hundred dollars to my name
Not sure what it means
Trying to take these bastards for a quarter of a million
Despite your Mom’s protesting
If everything is the same
Doom and gloom under a different name
Maybe we should find our home in one
I hate the rhythm of our lives these days
Stare into a dead space, shouting at my phone
Ducking in my seat because someone brought a bag into the movie theater
Everyone shrugs at the same time
Yeah, yeah, we know you’re sick and sad 30 somethings in a bar
Play us some nostalgia songs
Cause no one really wants to hear about you anymore
If everything is the same
Doom and gloom under a different name
Maybe we should find our home in one
We argue and assign the blame
No idea that others feel the shame
Count on one hand all the good we’ve done
Said it's the end of days
And you’re still pissing in the wind
Don’t believe in God
Figure he’d be a better planner than this
I’m tired anyway
Why the hell would I care?
I’m tired anyway
And we’re just hoping for the beach front property
Knowing indecision daring some asshole to take a swing
Got a hundred dollars to my name
Not sure what it means
Trying to take these bastards for a quarter of a million
Despite your Mom’s protesting
If everything is the same
Doom and gloom under a different name
Maybe we should find our home in one
I hate the rhythm of our lives these days
Stare into a dead space, shouting at my phone
Ducking in my seat because someone brought a bag into the movie theater
Everyone shrugs at the same time
Yeah, yeah, we know you’re sick and sad 30 somethings in a bar
Play us some nostalgia songs
Cause no one really wants to hear about you anymore
If everything is the same
Doom and gloom under a different name
Maybe we should find our home in one
We argue and assign the blame
No idea that others feel the shame
Count on one hand all the good we’ve done
Said it's the end of days
And you’re still pissing in the wind
Don’t believe in God
Figure he’d be a better planner than this
I’m tired anyway
Why the hell would I care?
I’m tired anyway
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