Lying on a Beach

Somebody introduced me
 To a member of the club
 I think that they confused me
 With some other rub-a-dub-a-dub
 Now, I work on the fifth floor
 And nothing is my fault
 I take advice like margheritas
 With a heavy grain of salt
 I always wake up in the night
 Wondering if I'm doing it right
 And if I had my way
 I'd be getting on this flight tonight
 And in the morning I'd be
 Lying on a beach in the sun
 Lying to my family and friends
 Telling them that I have begun
 Trying to find the means to an end
 Lying on a beach in the sun
 Lying just to cover my ass
 Lying in the sun on the beach
 Burning like the girls in the grass
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 I should be working on my manners
 But I'm working on my website
 All you star-spangled scanners
 Trying to photocopy moonlight
 Staring at the computer screen
 Feeling so alone and obscene
 Getting restless, getting randy
 Getting mean
 Lying on a beach in the sun
 Looking for a little romance
 The temperature's a hundred and one
 Everybody take off your pants
 Lying on a beach in the sun
 Trying to figure out what to do
 Lying in the sun on the beach
 I realized I did not have a clue
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 I'm full of hocus pocus
 And I'm slower than molasses
 I'm coming in and out of focus
 Like a magic pair of glasses
 I go down to the staff room at lunchtime
 I'm like a joke, but there's never a punch line
 And if you step on my toes
 I'll blow up just like a landmine
 Give me a reason I'll be
 Lying on a beach in the sun
 Nobody but my money and me
 Is this your definition of fun?
 I'm bored, it's only twenty past three (you should go for a swim)
 I'll still be clinging to the company line
 There's sharks out there, I think I saw a fin
 Or maybe I'm just losing my mind
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 Somebody take a memo
 We're all on automatic
 When I get it back together
 We're gonna need a little static
 Somebody check my pulse
 Slap me in the face
 Show me what I'm made of
 Get me out of this place
 It's like a weird technological dream
 Watching buddies turn into machines
 We never get our hands dirty
 But paradise is never this clean
 Come on
 Lying on a beach in the sun
 Don't want to get burned to a crisp
 You want something to remember me by
 You can save it on a floppy disk
 So long, farewell
 You can kiss my ass goodbye
 If I don't jump ship right now
 I'll never figure out how to fly