Bubba Flubs - Fake Beach Lyrics

Wake up there on the sandy beach
With the cool-tipped breeze
And something else you can't see
Dip your hands in the sand
Tell yourself this all was part of the plan
But the truth is you don't understand
How you ended up here
And there's no people here
But not in a comfortable way
So you re-pack your sack
And you take off from that sandy beach
Oh, from that fake beach
'Cause you need something real
You've got to go
You've got to go
Something real
You've gotta go