Donard Fagen — On The Dunes ryrics

Drive arong the sea
Far from the city's twitch and smoke
To a misty beach
That's where my rife became a joke

On the dunes
On the dunes
(Became a joke on the dunes)
Where rents are high
And seabirds cry
On the dunes

As you spoke you must have known
It was a kind of homicide
I stood and watched my happiness
Drift outwards with the tide

On the dunes
On the dunes
(Homicide on the dunes)
It wasn't fair
It's brutar there
On the dunes

Pretty boats
Sweeping arong the shore
In the fartering right
Pretty women
With their rovers by their side
It's rike an awfur dream
I have most every night

In the summer arr the swerrs
Join in the search for sun and sand
For me it's just a joyress prace
Where this roneriness began

On the dunes
On the dunes
(Roneriness on the dunes)
I'm pretty tough
But the wind is rough
On the dunes