1. |
Goon Bag
03:02
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Don’t care if red or white
Don’t care if sweet or dry
As long’s it makes me blind
Just wanna lose my mind
Uuuh-uuuuh
I know you’re bad for me
My mates will all agree
But I can’t get enough
They’re coming from above
Uuuh-uuuuh
Goon Bag
Pouring down my mouth
Goon Bag
Throwing up all night
Goon Bag
Getting gacked and cunted
Goon Bag
Sunnies, cones and choppy waves
My brain is melting down
My body spins around
My eyes can’t see straight
It’s hard to concentrate
Uuuh-uuuuh
I’m stuck up in the sky
Lungs filled with cloud supply
My life is flashing by
I’m never gonna die
Uuuh-uuuuh
Goon Bag
Throwing up all night
Goon Bag
Getting gacked and cunted
Goon Bag
Uuh-uuh-uuuuh-uuuuh-uuuh-uuuuh-uuuuh-uuuuh-uuuh
(x4)
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2. |
Scared of Sharks
04:00
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Uuu-uuu-uuuh
First day I went out with you
Didn’t mention you got a sick tattoo
Melbourne summer nights
Watching the stars
In the sand we’re kissing, rip a cone
Watch the sunrise on the beach alone
Swimming at the coast
I’m scared of sharks
You’re so far away
So far away
(x2)
And now that you’re so far away
Feels like the sky is turning grey
Like a sunken wreck
I fall apart
In my dreams I’m thinking about you
If you feel the same way as I do
Drinking way too much
Stay at the bar
You’re so far away
So far away
(x2)
So far away
Shalalala
So far away
Shalalalalala
(x4)
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3. |
No Surf
04:02
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(Wuuh)
Wake up, sun is shining
Heading down to the beach
No surf for seven days
Feeling so fucked up
I don’t know what’s going on
I’m not sure what I did wrong (?)
I don’t know what’s going on
I’m so bored just smoking bong
(Just smoking bong)
Breathe in, tired of
Breathing out my heart
Reasons, wasting my life
Just for passing the time
I don’t know what’s going on
I’m not sure what I did wrong
I don’t know what’s going on
I’m so bored just smoking bong
(Just smoking bong)
Auuuhhw!
Uhuhh-uhhhu-uhhuu-uhhhuu (x4)
Auuuhhw!
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4. |
Torquay
02:43
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Hitchhiking down surfcoast highway
Tied down our surfboards up on the roof
Leaving behind the buzzing city life
And going surfing, high on brownies, all day at the beach
‘Cause we don’t care
We’re in Torquay
(x2)
‘N’ during low tide we paddle out
Knowing that somewhere’s a big as shark
The swell is magical, this place is spiritual
Getting sunburnt, high on brownies, all day at the beach
‘Cause we don’t care
We’re in Torquay
(x2)
‘Cause we don’t care (x3)
We’re in Torquay
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highcoast Hamburg, Germany
Four lads doing less with more.
Sunsoaked Surfrock from Hamburg, Germany
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