Breaking into Hamptons' homes
Just to steal the vintage wines
Breaking into Hamptons' homes
Just to steal their vintage wines

Ah
It's the beach life
It's the life
It's that life

Oh
Watching the sway of the needles on the yachts make waves of lies on the horizon

My welcome mat is a pile of sand

Getting high with the seedy rich
Then meeting up with the Haitian help to laugh about it hahahaha

I don't wanna walk that road unless it comes up between my toes

This town's only got one traffic light
But no one stops
It never ends

Not even at that light

I don't wanna walk that road unless it comes up between my toes
I don't wanna walk that road unless it comes between my toes
It's the beach life

It's that paisley sky
Over a forest of plaid
It's the beach life

And the muted oasis
combed by the footprints of vacationers

It's a muted oasis
combed by the footprints of-
Oh

Then I noticed the locals started going missing
No one'll believe
Cause seeing is believing
No one will notice
No one will notice the locals are gone

The vacationing families
Had no where to go
Mail delivered might as well been driftwood
To a porch of empty homes
The locals have gone

Where have the locals gone?
But I know
I know where they've gone

followed the tide
...back

They came in with the tide
And they followed it back out
I know where the locals gone

Came in with the tide
I'll leave just the same
When my skin turns to brine

Be it at sea
or an Israeli cave
what's left for me save an unmarked grave?
206 skeleton keys
Is all I'll ever be
Is all I'll ever be

It's the sound of the whip on the skin of a drum
or watching the wings to hear a hum
Can't stand on a stump to feel like a trunk

Leather on leather
Bark on bark
Feather on feather
or feather on bark
Feather on leather
or leather on bark

I carry my troubles in a shopping cart
across highways and veins
to a sunken biblical figurative ark
sunken biblical figurative ark
sunken biblical figurative ark

I've got a haunted head
I've got a haunted bed
So disregard everything we just did
and everything I just said

I've got a haunted head
I've got a haunted bed

I've got a haunted head
I've got a haunted bed

(leather on leather)

So watch me drift away with the tide
and get buried beneath the dock

And I'll take the slope of the beach back out like a slide
And I'll walk the ocean floor
To the rest of the natives

(when I'm next to you it feels like leather on leather)