You put the red into the sunshine It's a shame it was a good lie But the kiss can always tell I don't know what's going on But if you ever need a friend I'll never understand What the eagles can I kind of like your tricks Two lizards on a stick An estuary dig Sorry nice and quick But I always forget You're the one who gets to pick And kissing makes me sick I hope we never stop Digging through the sand Soon we won't have any skin left on our hands We're all the way up to our elbows in the mud Tossing dirt back again, the day that never ends The frisbee keeps the time, and I keep what's mine I kind of like your tricks Two lizards on a stick An estuary dig Sorry nice and quick But I always forget You're the one who gets to pick And kissing makes me sick We stretch out on the sand Don't need to hold your hand to feel close to you All the things you could do Before the time is up Looks like the kids are in love Looks like the water is rising above Our feet and the birds are landing lazily