[Verse] Sand in his toes Shades on his face The grim reaper's at the beach What a chill embrace He's got his scythe on his back Ready to unwind But instead of souls He's collecting seashells this time Palm trees swaying Waves crashing to the shore The reaper's got his groove He's asking for more With his bony fingers He strums a ukulele Spreading good vibes In his own unique way [Verse 2] People run and hide when they see him near But on this sunny beach There's nothing to fear The grim reaper's got his hula skirt swaying His skeletal dance moves are truly amazing
