Beach House - The Cave Singers

Composed by：Marty Lund/Peter Quirk/Derek Fudesco

Wake in the morning

We've been talking

About reflections and sitting on a tree

Heard what you said though moving southward

To apartment by the police

Sun has woken up above and

The beach lies starting at me

Mural of a mountain stained with beer cans

Honey go there and let me be

Hear them talkin' 'bout me well

Well I ain't no daughter of thieves no

I'm just myself

And no one else

Hear them talkin' 'bout me well

I might date the youngest of three yeah

But no one cares

The curse has been cured down here yeah

Down on the curbside bees and half-light

Screaming beach house from the road

See what you said though moving southward

To apartment down by the shore

See there are goldmines in these forced drives

While the birds are staring at me

See what you said though moving southward

To apartment I better believe

Hear them talkin' 'bout me well

Well I ain't no daughter of thieves and

I'm just myself

And no one else

See them talkin' 'bout me yeah

I might date the youngest of three but no more

But no one cares

The curse has been cured down here yeah

Oh oh love let's prove them wrong

So time ain't wasted on us

Oh oh love let's prove them wrong

See time ain't wasted on us

No it's not