Field Corpse - Sand Castle

Oh, baby, sand
It's all about the sand, baby. Yah!
You probably know what this is about
It's about eating sand
I'm gonna eat so much god damn sand you're gonna be like
"Holy shit. That's a lot of fucking sand"
I'm gonna eat the sand like sushi
I'm gonna eat the sand grain by grain with chopsticks
I wanna eat the sand like Sand-ibal Lecter
I wanna feel the sand in my throat all coarse and grainy

All I wanna do is eat sand
I just really wanna eat sand
I really, really eat sand
So let me be so I can eat sand
All I wanna do is eat sand
I just really wanna eat sand
I really, really eat sand
So let me be so I can eat sand

I want to open a restaurant
That only serves dishes with sand in it
I want to start a cooking show
Where all the contestants have to use sand to cook delicious meals for me
My second wife's name was Sandy
I'm divorced

I only tip the strippers at the strip club with sand dollars
I only tip my waitresses with sand dollars
I would pay for all my groceries with sand dollars
If my groceries weren't only sand

All I wanna do is eat sand
I just really wanna eat sand
I really, really eat sand
So let me be so I can eat sand
All I wanna do is eat sand
I just really wanna eat sand
I really, really eat sand
So let me be so I can eat sand

If you're listening to this, you must have terrible taste
Yuh Yuh
Sand
Sand
Eat sand

Written by:
Martin Trogani

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