The Beach - As Old as the Grave

For, misery is turning the ground as old as the grave
As old as the grave

For, misery is turning the ground as old as the grave
As old as the grave

For, misery is turning the ground as old as the grave
As old as the grave

Father, you're drunk
Easy now
Only the bottles seize your best and worst

Mother, an ocean
Is raining down
Still your garden dies from thirst

You lay yourself down like a bullet to the brain
A bullet to the brain
A bullet to the brain

You lay yourself down like a bullet to the brain
A bullet to the brain
The brain
The brain

Homeless beneath the devil's moon
Find comfort in the dirt

And I don't get down
I check the dreams as I walk

You lay yourself down like a bullet to the brain

And all the world's words can't tell you that you're sane

You lay yourself down like a bullet to the brain

Mmm...

Father, you're drunk
Easy now

Mother, an ocean
Is raining down

You lay yourself down like a bullet to the brain
A bullet to the brain
A bullet to the brain

You lay yourself down like a bullet to the brain
A bullet to the brain

For, misery is turning the ground as old as the grave
As old as the grave

For, misery is turning the ground as old as the grave
As old as the grave