I like it    I don't like it

I was scrapin' bottom

Groping in the dark

It takes a crusty punk to really beat

The mean streets of Medicine Park

So I shifted left and out of town

Then I clicked my heels and I doubled down to


Blues Beach, I'm frying

Sizzling in the merciful rays

And it's the long sad Sunday of the early resigned


I went to Central Station

To catch that early bus

They were gassed and runnin' in every which way

But unhappily not for us

Here come Trina—the child bride

I said hey pretty girl—can I cop a ride to


Blues beach, it's raining

I'm chilling at the Manatee Bar

Well it's a stone soul picnic for the early resigned


We can rent a paranymphic glider

My hypothetical friend

And we could sail away to the bending end


Grab Big Dog a blanket

Angel of my heart

Things may get a whole lot worse

Before suddenly falling apart

Give your roommate Yvonne a ring

'Cause if she still wants in I gotta pull some strings


On Blues Beach, I'm dying

Freezin' in the merciful rays

And it's the long sad Sunday of the early resigned