[Verse 1]

"Wow" said the broken Californian down

On the beach that used to be by the beach

Town hasn't moved but it's getting closer, losing ground

Making better views and close relaxing sounds

Ground sure don't like the way it's treated so now

It's moving back to the sea

Plan to hitch a ride with the river

'Cause deep down plumbing life is too cramped for me

[Verse 2]

I got wood legs and bow legs and no legs at all

Damn, would you take a collect call?

Oh no, I don't understand

I got poor eyes and sore eyes and no eyes at all

Damn, would you take the fall?

Oh no, I don't like this plan

It was a staple of brass tacks and waxed backs

Oh yeah, a message left on the forehead of God

Sent, sealed and signed by the saints who sang this song

This song

This song

[Verse 3]

"We're going union like they say

We'll buy the congregation

Then one day, you'll find us sitting

In your chair with big ideas of stocks and shares"

We're going union

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 3]

"We're going union like they say

We'll buy the congregation

Then one day, you'll find us sitting

In your chair with big ideas of stocks and shares"

We're going union

[Instrumental Outro]