Standing on the beach with a gun in my hand
Staring at the sea, staring at the sand
Staring down the barrel at the Arab on the ground
I can turn and walk away or I can fire the gun
Staring at the sky, staring at the Sun
Whichever I chose it amounts to the same
I feel the steel butt jump smooth in my hand
Staring at the sea, staring at the sand
Staring at myself reflected in the eyes
Of the dead man on the beach
(The dead man on the beach)
Composição: Lol Tolhurst / Michael Dempsey / Robert Smith
