The weak spot on a beachball is the valve If you don't count the smell Or the fact that The harder you hit it The slower it seems to go Til the wind blows And takes it away To the side of the bay Where the guard at the gate Has a gun and a phone And a radio You say the world isn't fair You say you don't care You say it was cheap And you tell me The damn thing never did hold air Hold air As we watch it float toward The boats over there Where the guard at the gate Has a gun and a phone And a radio The weak spot on a beachball is the valve If you don't count the smell Or the fact that The harder you hit it The slower it seems to go Till the wind blows And takes it away To the side of the bay Where the guard at the gate Has a gun and a phone And a radio