Rockaway Beach Lyrics

Nightlights always illuminate the cracks in the walls

The front room hall is full of 'em

And she's got a chip on her shoulder but it's not her fault

Alcohol and time will do it to you

Oh what a saint, what a saint, what a saint he's been

Nothing to gain, if you stay he promises things

Healing, my heart always hardens in the February cold

Frozen toes and broken nose

And over there in the garden it just keeps on growing roses

The thorns are enormous

Oh what a shame, what a shame, what a shame it is

No one to blame, it just played out the way that it did

I'll dig a holy, holy, holy, holy hole in the ground

bury it down down down down down down down down down

Genetically it's hard to quit

Admitting that is half of all the pain you leave

Well I bet it's nice in Rockaway Beach

I'll bet it's nice in Rockaway Beach

God, I bet it's nice in Rockaway Beach

I bet it's nice in Rockaway Beach