I can't stand to watch the tube It always seems there's so much So much bad news
And it seems like every day We drift away Caught up in so much wrong That we just don't know what to do
I wish we weren't so wrapped up in this stuff It seems there's no way we can get enough And I can't believe that we're too blind to see That we're headed to the dead end of the street
Put some sand back in the box So we can have some sand to So we can have some sand to Play with tomorrow
Put some sand back in the box So we can have some sand to So we can have some sand to Play with tomorrow
I sit outside on my lawn Trying to figure out What is going on
And it seems like every day We drift away To be what we once were is Too far gone
Sometimes it seems we're slowly sinking Into a life of superficial thinking And I just don't know how much farther we can go Before we throw it all away
Put some sand back in the box So we can have some sand to So we can have some sand to Play with tomorrow
Put some sand back in the box So we can have some sand to So we can have some sand to Play with tomorrow
Put some sand back in the box So we can have some sand to So we can have some sand to Play with tomorrow
Put some sand back in the box So we can have some sand to So we can have some sand to Play with tomorrow
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