[guitar hook] [Verse 1] Through mounds of toil, winding runs The path of chore till day is done But lo! The breeze begins to stir With hints of brine, a saltwindโ€™s purr Bare soles tread free on yielding sands As hearts beat loud the drum of lands And scent of cream and seaโ€™s perfume Proclaims the soulโ€™s release from Zoom... [Chorus] The beach is calling, sun is rad So much skin will get you mad! The beach is calling, sand and waves Sunburn, flirts, let's [small pause] misbehave! [Verse 2] Charmed nectar drips in loosenโ€™d grasp The ice gives way to summerโ€™s clasp We raise our cups in drunken toast To kin of sun, enchanted coasts With no decree but mirth and flame, We spill our joy without a name The thumping hymns of youth resound Where frisbees sail like dreams unbound... [Chorus] The beach is calling, sun is rad So much skin will get you mad! The beach is calling, sand and waves Sunburn, flirts, let's [small pause] misbehave! [Bridge] No sense of time, all clocks are dead โ€” Till Sol descends to crimson red A hapchance stray from dutyโ€™s toll, A bless'd respite to endless scroll... [Final Chorus] The beach is calling, sun is rad! So much skin will get you mad The beach is calling, sand and waves Sunburn, flirts, let's [small pause] misbehave!