Helping hands
Making plans
Doing things
For the good good people
No demands
Just sun tans
And sun lotion
For the cool cool people
Midday heat
Sand burns feet
The sea is warm and cold
We slide on in together
Looking good
Playing games
A photograph or two
Of the rich rich people
Behind the gate
You know you’re safe
Let them eat cake
We’re the elitist people
Don’t get me wrong
If they sing this song
They’re okay by me
I’m happy if they’re happy
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