This song is about route 228 in Hingham, MA., which you take to get down to Nantasket Beach, in Hull, MA.
You gotta take this ancient road to get down to the beach
And as you go you spark a bone and then you toke on some relief
And when you get there it's a cluster-fuck, there's people everywhere
So you find a pretty corner and you set up all your chairs
But the cops are being dicks there's a quota to be met
So just hide the beer and stay right here, they haven't seen us yet.......
Girls in their bikinis and the jocks are looking tough
And now the geeks all look defeated and they guess they've had enough...
Sleeping in the Sun all day, the beer is gone the sky is gray
You look around to sea, the people navigate away...
Then you see the beach is empty, the bars are closed
And yet somehow you wanna stay and let the storm just carry you away.......