We're going to the cinema today
It's raining and it's grey and dull outside
It's sixteen-fifty that we'll have to pay,
See? Finance and intentions they collide.
We're going to the beach today I think,
It's lovely down there when the tide is low,
We like to run on wet sand and to sink
Into the muddy pools like sandy snow.
I like to watch the waves come to the shore,
I love to be away from house but home
I look back at the town that I adore
And watch as all my troubles turn to foam.
Far better to be out here in the rain,
Than stuck inside and in debt once again.
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