Beach Friends

 
"COPYWRITE"
JULY 6, 2016
W. JAY JONES
Beach Friends

ONE
You have more friends, then a beach has sand.
Are you strong likker, or are they weak men?
How you make them linger.
They won't crawl away.
You say love from your bottle always twist them that way.
Soon they'll sink,
cause they just can't swim.
But heaven knows, they keep jumping in.        

PRE-CHORUS
You'll tell 'em what your drinking.
They'll tell you what they're thinking.
All the things they're gonna do,
for just a little taste of you.
What would they wouldnt do,
for another sweet drop of you?

CHORUS
Now it's your time.
So its Time For Crime.
Pour that Likker,
dissolve sum minds.
A School For Fools.
You'll mow em' down.
New empty bottle fuelled Nursey Rhymes.
A School For Fools.
You mowed them down.
A class full of clowns,
that's your hunting ground.

TWO
Like a beach craves sand,
your desire is men.
Those so tight serves.
Your razor sweet curves.
Even the disturbed will get so unnerved.
After loving  ya bottle.
They'll cradle you tight.
After love from your bottle.
They hold you all nite.

BRIDGE
Love from your bottle,
won't ever last the nite.
Your love in a bottle.
You'll keep their heads tight.
Loneliness is the taste that will color their nights.

THREE
You got more friends than a beach got sand.
Such fine likker, you're drowning weak men.
Just a beach hoarding sand.
Your carnage never ends.
Those too tight swerves.
Your razor sweet swerves.
So tell 'em what they're drinking.
They won't know what you're thinking.
You're craving more sand.
It's time 2 bury more men.