I want to go to the beach
I don't care if it's decadent
I don't know where my spirit went
But, but that's alright

I want to go to the deep
'Cause there's nowhere I want to be
And nobody I want to see
But, but that's alright

Particles of pain in my brain
I guess they're here to stay
They work their way inside
And I can't hide or even, or even walk away

You can convince the world
That you're some kind of superstar
When an asshole is what you are
But that's alright

Waiting, hating the shit life throws my way
Hating, waiting to make my escape

I want to go to the beach
I want to go to the beach

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Writer(s): Iggy Pop