is crack The way you got me feenin about it I'm telling you now the way fuck Gonna lead to child birthin' Rocking to this guitar Is bout to have me crowd surfing
I got my guitar, Cadillac Some chick and twenty-four cold beers Yeah, when you're dancin' next to me I want to roll and die there All Canadian Surf
You taught me how to play guitar You told me that I'd go far, just by tryin' Yeah, just by tryin' When we were kids playin' Social D Spiritual man on
the mirror now he knows He must be the star and play guitar like thunder Find Susie at his Rock and Roll show Boy, if I only had a good guitar and a
it Like maybe: Building a rocket, or fighting a mummy Or climbing up the Eiffel Tower Discovering something that doesn't exist Or giving a monkey a shower Surfing
spend it Like maybe building a rocket or fighting a mummy Or climbing up the Eiffel Tower Discovering something that doesn't exist Or giving a monkey a shower Surfing
act I bring 'em backstage and tell 'em baby just relax Rock 'n' roll fly, bitch behold I, I am the shit Hear the commode cry, hear the guitar scream
Girls hittin` the beach Puttin` our feet in the sand Boys ridin` the surf Watchin` us work on our tan We`re no thinking about what comes monday We`re
' burnt water and massingil Run up the tab in the taxi cab Don't give a crap when the tree branch snaps 3 rusty strings on your guitar Slicin' at his
remember just sitting there watching my dad surf and from that point on, I always kinda like.. felt like a surfer, you know? I always knew that I would definitely.. be surfing forever. [Guitar
the UK Cities all on flame with rock and roll tonight Tonight we're getting metal signs and They'll crowd surf, jump in time again Guitars, whammy bars
is this magic? Close your eyes and drink in the sweet sad guitar Close your eyes and drift to the beat of the moon and the stars Is it the rush of the surf
who was too loud It's not because he don't respect The popular music style You know I saw him open up For the kind of the surf guitar Do not think
who was too loud It's not because he don't respect The popular music style You know I saw him open up For the kind of the surf guitar Do not think he
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals, percussion) Ray collins (vocals) Jimmy carl black (drums) Roy estrada (electric bass) Don preston (electric piano) Billy
wouldn't go? Ho, Ho, Ho! Who wouldn't go? Up on the housetop, click, click, click Down through the chimney with good Saint Nick (surf guitar solo: "
don't know what the truth is how Ron met Rufus. Never heard a cat bark, Never heard a puppy purr, My dad's allergic to every kind of fur. So I surfed
fire in the sky Ooooh, watch me rise CHORUS I hear you call You won't see me fall When I ride the storm (ride the storm) --guitar solo-- I wanna learn how to surf