THE CLOUDED FUTURE STINGS MY EYES

I STILL FIND TIME TO EXERCISE

IN UNIFORM WITH TWO EYES DRY

UNLOCK MY SECTION OF THE SAND

IT'S FENCED OFF TO THE WATERS EDGE

I CLAMP A GAS MASK ON MY HEAD

ON MY BEACH AT NIGHT

BATHE IN MY MOONLIGHT

ANOTHER TANKER'S HIT THE ROCKS

ABANDED TO SPILL OUT ITS GUTS

THE SAND IS LACED WITH STICKY GLOPS

O' SHIMMERING MOONLIGHT SHEEN UPON

THE WAVES AND WATER CLOGED WITH OIL

WHITE GASES STEAM UP FROM THE SOIL

ON MY BEACH AT NIGHT

BATHE IN MY MOONLIGHT

I SQUASH DEAD FISH BETWEEN MY TOES

TRY NOT TO STEP ON ANY BONES

I TURN AROUND AND I GO HOME

I SLIP BACK THROUGH MY BASEMENT DOOR

SWITCH OFF ALL THAT I OWN BELOW

DIVE IN MY SCALDING WOODEN TUB

MY OWN BEACH AT NIGHT

ELECTRIC MOONLIGHT

THERE WILL ALLWAS BE A MOON

OVER MARIN

Auther:DEAD KENNEDYS