| | | | I was scrapin' bottom Gropin' in the dark It takes a crusty punk to really beat The mean streets of Medicine Park So I shifted left for out of town Then I clicked my heels and I doubled down to Blues Beach I'm frying Sizzlin' in the merciful rays And it's the long sad Sunday Of the early resigned |G7 | | | I went to Central Station To catch the early bus They were gassed and runnin' every which way But unhappily not for us Here comes Trina-the child bride I said hey pretty girl-can I cop a ride to Blues Beach It's rainin' I'm chillin' at the Manatee Bar Well it's a stone soul picnic For the early resigned We could rent a paranymphic glider My hypothetical friend and we could sail away 'Til the bending end | | | | | Grab Big Dog a blanket Angel of my heart Things may get a whole lost worse Before suddenly falling apart Give your roommate Yvonne a ring 'Cause if she still wants in I gotta pull some strings On Blues Beach I'm dying Freezin' in the merciful rays And it's the long sad Sunday Of the early resigned | | | | repeat |