Caught a fish with my hands
And I put it on the ground
I'm going back down to the beach
To find something else to kill
I grab fruit from the trees
And I put it in the sauce
I don't have to go to work
I said "I'm fired" to my boss
Drank 'til I was sick
And slept 'til I woke up
Had a glass of wine
Went outside to throw it up
Yelled at some kids
I took off all my clothes
They hit me in the face
The blood was pouring out my nose
What a beach holiday
What a beach holiday
What a beach holiday
What a beach holiday
Blood ran down my face
And I caught it with my hands
I took a stick to mark the place
Dug a hole in the sand
Covered it back up
Just as soon as it got full
All the blood turned into eggs
And all the eggs turned into gold
What a perfect way
What a picture-perfect way to spend
Every waking hour
Perfect, beach holiday
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