Lyrics:
piece of mind
Come and get it
Get yourself in line take your time
And watch it slip away
Pacific Coast Party
Hey I heard somebody say work harder
you like kicks, just take her to the floor
And you red-line shift them gears feel the engine roar on my
Trans Am
Come on catch me if you can
In
too
A bushy, bushy blonde hairdo
Surfin' U.S.A.
You'll catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
Ventura County line (inside,
It was two shades of brown and scratched up plastic
It held extra line, lures, hooks, and matches
And his last name engraved in black
Right there
too
A bushy, bushy blond hairdo
Surfin' U.S.A.
You'll catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
Ventura County line (inside, outside,
line?
Standing line, donor line, style line, hem line, jagged line, sketchy line.
Male line, female line, trans line, cis line, queer line, neutral line
take
And I'm up before you
In Pacific Standard time
Trying to find the words to
Write a perfect rhyme
And it's such a crazy hour
But I just can't get you
(heavy rain hits the windshield while riding the centre line down the Trans Canada Highway towards Nova Scotia)
I got a notion we come from the ocean and
God Almighty passed his hands on the water
Pure Pacific, as azure as the sky
Perfect for fish, making
too.
A bushy bushy blonde hairdo. Surfin' U.S.A.
You'll catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar. Ventura County Line.
Santa Cruz and Trestles. Australia's
to that (for sure)
No matter what the coast we, be on
Pacific or Atlantic we, stay strong
Foreign or domestically, we conquer
All obstacles
to that (for sure)
No matter what the coast we, be on
Pacific or Atlantic we, stay strong
Foreign or domestically, we conquer
All obstacles
gotta go, I'll call you when
My show is through, oh, hello operator, give me a little more time
In the meantime get my baby on the line, please, in
to his cabin
And he took his land (last line of each verse)
He looked at his water and his water was low
He looked at his watch and his watch was slow
Washing dishes at a no name diner
Worked his way up to line cook on the weekdays
But his daydream's burnin', his dishtowel he turned in
Another
Scottie the Pope
Now only Giuseppe, Celine, Bottega
Proenza, the Schouler is all that she know
Might let the drop top, since she's
Lamping with the trans
There's no short cut
And no straight line
How am i to find the sleeping country?
Ghost horse in my head keeping time
Wandering lines
Trans
Walking along the high tide line
Watching the pacific from the sidelines
Wonder what it means to live together?
Looking for more than just
We got a Soviet sub she's a '79.
She's got a nuclear reactor and she runs real fine.
We're loyal to the party and the party line,
But a sailor's
more roads that I'd like to ride"
The fireman said, "Would that be
The Northern Pacific and the Santa Fe"
Mrs. Jones sat at on her bed a sighin'
Just
Said most of the time I'm a listening
To the post rhymes, as they say
It must be my specific way
Of doin the line by Pacific Bay
Hey if it's done
insufficient sound
Oh my, fall in love with me
Oh my, fall in love with me
Cross military lines
Nobody would believe us now
The weather working
skirt, high heels, show you no pity
Sunshine smile, Pacific Gals
Got the DNA mojo know-how
Yes, man, they can make you so dizzy
Made out
A shot of coffee
Take my sugar
On the phone
“Child of mine
I’m headin’ for the city line
Ooh walk the dog
And light the light
I’ll see you Sunday
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