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Hanging out at St. Kilda beach
Waiting for the next set to roll in
So I’m living in a fucked up van and telling mum and dad it’s fun
It’s so fun
And I’m riding on my 8 foot softboard
‘Cause I can’t surf as good as I pretend
Riding on my 8 foot softboard
(x2)
Hanging ten, catching barrel waves
At least that is what I tell my mates
Riding on my 8 foot softboard ‘cause I’m not as good as I pretend
As I pretend
Auwh!
And I’m riding on my 8 foot softboard
‘Cause I can’t surf as good as I pretend
Riding on my 8 foot softboard
(x2)
Riding on my 8 foot softboard
8 foot softboard
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2. |
Stranded
03:55
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Been out for days
Don’t know when we’ve parted ways
Stuck lost on the sea
Feels like I lose reality
I can’t see, got no clue if it’s true
My eyes are red
Sun is searing all day through my head
Why should I stay?
When I’m getting weaker every day?
Wuhu-huhu-uhh
(x2)
I float around, dream and fantasize
In this wet heat I don’t realize
I’m stranded on the sea
I’ve never felt so free
I float around, dream and fantasize
In this wet heat I don’t realize
I’m stranded on the sea
I’ve never felt so free
(x2)
Stranded on the sea
I’ve never felt so free
Stranded on the sea
All I need is you here with me
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3. |
No Worries
03:19
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Whee-uhw-whee-uhw-whee
(x4)
You’re always feeling low and stuck
Surely you’ll end up having luck
You’re way too busy to go work
But also bored of smoking herb
You haven’t made up future plans
But there’s gonna be
Gonna be a chance
You dunno what life’s all about
But it’ll all sort itself out
Have no worries, have no doubt
There is sunshine behind each cloud
Whoo!
You’re only happy when your sad
Don’t wanna turn out like your dad
You’re feeling like a cooked up mess
But it’ll work out for the best
You’re thinking that your life’s not sussed
It’s no worries!
Gotta have some trust
You dunno what life’s all about
But it’ll all sort itself out
Have no worries, have no doubt
There is sunshine behind each cloud
(x3)
Whee-uhw-whee-uhw-whee-whee-uhw-whee-uhw
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4. |
Green Demons
03:08
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One, Three, Two, Four
Uhh-hiu-hiu-hiu-hiuhi
(x2)
They’re living in a chill esky
Like it in a group of thirty
or dripping ice cold from the tap
Putting these voices in my head
We will show you what you wanna see
Green Demons telling me
We will teach you how to feel carefree
Green Demons telling me
We will make you who you wanna be
These Green Demons telling me
We will chase you even if you flee
Green Demons telling me
They’re hiding in a paper bag
Sometimes they grow a heaps long neck
bitter, but the very best
Putting these feelings in my chest
We will show you what you wanna see
Green Demons telling me
We will teach you how to feel carefree
Green Demons telling me
We will make you who you wanna be
These Green Demons telling me
We will chase you even if you flee
Green Demons telling me
(x2)
And LSD, n’ THC, n’ DMT, and XTC, Vitamin D, n’ PCP and Mushroom Tea
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5. |
Lonesome Bay
04:01
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Took her out to the sea
And down to the beach
Sweetest joy when she walks on shells
Coming out of my dreams
And into my life
Heaps of fun when we chase those swells
Rolling in from the south
And out with the tide
Not a single rock in our way
Soak her into my soul
And into my chest
Sleeping next to her every day
She’s in my dreams
She’s in my mind
(x2)
Uuuh-uuh-uuh-uh-uuh-uuuh-uhh-uhh
(x2)
Catch her curls from far off
And outside her heart
Shiny rings on her silver hands
Staring into the sun
And gazing the surf
Bursting down on the golden sand
Jumping into the waves
And swim in the nude
No one else on this lonesome bay
Keep her close to my core
And never let go
Sleeping next to her every day
She’s in my dreams
She’s in my mind
(x2)
Uuuh-uuh-uuh-uh-uuuh-uuuh-uhh-uhh
(x4)
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6. |
See Ya
01:52
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highcoast Hamburg, Germany
Four lads doing less with more.
Sunsoaked Surfrock from Hamburg, Germany
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