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Jeans
02:03
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Merhorse Beach
03:43
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It's summertime, we're seventeen
The sun is shining beautifully
So if you ask if I'll stay
I'm sorry but I'll have to say
Can't talk I'm chasing the waves, we'll
Catch up on a colder day, but
With luck that won't be coming soon
Been shinin' my favourite board and
Put on my best pair of shorts, I'll
Be hangin' down by the bay all June
The sand is warm, the grass is green
The waves are crashing perfectly
So if you chat with me today
I'm sorry but I'll have to say
Can't talk I'm chasing the waves, we'll
Catch up on a colder day, but
With luck that won't be coming soon
Been shinin' my favourite board and
Put on my best pair of shorts, I'll
Be hangin' down by the bay all June
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Moon
03:48
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I love the way your shoes look next to mine
They’re scheming an escape
To leave us trapped inside for quite some time
I will send you letters
You can spell my name next to your own
And the once blank paper will fold into a home
Play songs of passion through my stereo
And songs of fear through my headphones
In front of you I couldn’t give enough
Cause you make my tongue feel so tough
You'd think there were two moons that night
The way the stars hit her eyes
The way she glows in the night
Yeah, she looked alright
You're the face I see when I am staring at the ceiling
Or closing my eyes
And when your voice I hear, I immediately feel alive
Play songs of passion through my stereo
And songs of fear through my headphones
In front of you I couldn’t give enough
Cause you make my tongue feel so tough
You'd think there were two moons that night
The way the stars hit her eyes
The way she glows in the night
Yeah, she looked alright
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Friday night, layin' in my bed
Monster headache, feelin' dead
Message 'bout a party, so I read
This is what it said:
Hire a maid and bring your dad
You will need 'em, gonna be rad
Best beach party we've ever had
So hire a maid and bring your dad
Got to the party, I saw that
My friends were there, Joe and Patt
Surfin' babes, real sick hats
Merhorse Beach is where it's at
Hire a maid and bring your dad
You will need 'em, gonna be rad
Best beach party we've ever had
So hire a maid and bring your dad
Joe and Patt brought the food
Everyone is in the mood
Holy shit, it's the Surf Dudes!
Shrooms!
Hire a maid and bring your dad
You will need 'em, gonna be rad
Best beach party we've ever had
So hire a maid and bring your dad
Hire a maid and bring your dad
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Baby I love you
When I'm with you I feel complete
I'll never leave you
I'll never lie or steal or cheat
Baby I need you
Consider this song as a note
Just want to tell you
I love you more than my boat
I'll never leave you
You'll always be anchored to my heart
Nothing could ever
Keep me away or tear us apart
And if a storm comes
The waters rise up and push you down
I will not jump ship
To keep you alive I'd gladly drown
You are the mast that pushes me forward
The wheel that steers me home
The compass that gives me direction
The first mate so I'm not alone
You are the crow’s nest so I see clearly
The hull so I stay afloat
You have everything that I need
And I love you more than my boat
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Sometimes I wish that you were just a great big boat
We'd never fight; we won't get mad, we'd just have fun and float
Because boats will never leave you, boats won’t break my heart
You want more reasons why boats beat girls? Oh, where do I start?
Boats will never leave me when I think that they should stay
Boats will never sleep with others whenever I am away
Boats will never tell me that we should be apart
And boats won't break my goddamn heart!
They say there are plenty of fish in the sea
Now I guess that we'll find out
If it’s a sailboat, a pirate ship or even the titanic
Boats beat girls no doubt!
I'm gonna get a vessel and we'll sail the seas avast
The kind of ship that makes you say
"DAMN! That's a nice piece of mast."
I'll love it, I'll protect it and we'll never be apart
'Cause boats won't break my goddamn heart!
They say there are plenty of fish in the sea
Now I guess that we'll find out
If it’s a sailboat, a pirate ship or even the titanic
Boats beat girls no doubt!
Boats beat girls no doubt!
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7. |
Best That I Can Do
03:41
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It’s 3:07 in the morning, I'm lying on the floor
Songs playing through my head, was this one on before?
I don’t care, it doesn’t matter, all I can think of is you
Ten minutes later it’s 3:08
All I want to do is sit here and wait for you
Cause I love you and I miss you and I want you and I need you right now
Twenty minutes later it’s 3:09... this is gonna be a long night
It’s the middle of the night and you’re still driving me insane
I wish that you were here but you’re just bouncing through my brain
I should try to fall asleep, but all I would dream of is you
Your whispers in my head are like a sad lullaby
If only they would stop before the one you said goodbye
I wonder if you’re on the floor hearing my memories too
But you’re not
You’re in bed
I’ll keep you locked inside my head
That’s the best that I can do
I lost track of the time after hours in the night
I’ve almost made it through to see the morning light
I turn around to see the clock and it’s only 3:22
I’ve spent my whole life just lying on this floor
And I’d trade the rest away to have you walk through that door
Now my sad sleepy mind is hoping that you will come through
But you won’t
You’re in bed
I’ll keep you locked inside my head
That’s the best that I can do
But you’re not
You’re in bed
I’ll keep you locked inside my head
That’s the best that I can do
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8. |
Yeah?
03:07
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Well I know that you've heard
How I feel, what I've said
And I know and I try
But you're still in my head
So you stay, I can't leave
I just wish I could Scream
Oh my God, I'm not your dog
So let me off your leash, baby
Well I think you should know
That this is all my fault
But I think you should try
To just give it some thought
My neck is tightening
I’m in need of some peace
Oh my God, I’m not your dog
So let me off your leash, baby
Oh my God, I’m not your dog
So let me off your leash… yeah.
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Jonny’s still drumming in the basement
His band’s in another city
Wyatt’s living on an island
Right now it seems so silly
Does he still ask about the weather?
Or flail his arms up in the air?
And if the thought crossed my mind
Would I still know enough to care?
When all these little jokes
Aren’t funny to me
The question becomes:
Do I still know what they all mean?
And all our new jokes feel so incomplete
When the voices laughing back are two instead of three
There’s only so much summer
There’s only so much fall
There’s only so much time
Before we have to leave it all
Sometime in September:
The last time that we meet
This has to be true
For one of you and me
So call up all the ministers
There’s bunkers to be built
We’ll decorate the school
With rows of chocolate milk
So take apart the drum set
Put it on the roof
Turn up all our amps
There’s something left to prove
My, my end is nigh
The fall is soon
July just came too fast:
Minutes into June
So dry up on the line
My broken heart
Try to say goodbye
Where do I start?
Stay out on my board
And in my shorts
We’ll lay out on the floor
And build a fort
We’ll wake up in the sun
And take it down
Wake, then grow right up
And leave this town
Two more months
To make the most
Two more months, now I’m a ghost
All my friends
Are made of smoke
Fall wind lifts and I feel broke
Nothing worse
Than knowing that
Golden years are passing fast
Broken hearts
Are on the line
Summer ends, I feel so dry
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Khakis
03:33
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Your ex-boyfriend, he wears khakis everyday
Maybe I should wear them too
I feel stupid without my tight jeans on
I don't care if it’s for you
Your ex-boyfriend, he’s an athletic type of guy
But I can't throw that far
I'll just keep playing these stupid songs that are depressing
And then crank up the reverb on guitar
Reverb on guitar
Your ex-boyfriend, he wears khakis everyday
Maybe I should buy a pair
But I wonder if I were to spend the money
Would you even care?
Now I'm sad, I'm impaired and I'm so, so scared
That when it's all said and through
That there's nothing I can gain you'll still look at me the same
If I wore khakis too
If I wore khakis too
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Surf Lads Quispamsis, New Brunswick
Zachary Pelletier - Bass
Jonathan Marino -
Drums
Jack Quirion - Vocals
Ben Cookson - Keys
Wyatt Reynolds - Guitar
"Never stop surfin'"
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The night we saw this band play for the first time was the night we really discovered how much we ourselves wanted to make music for people. This band has really inspired us, please check them out.
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This band is the reason most of our songs sound the way they sound. We've drawn a lot of inspiration from these surfers; they taught us to turn our reverb pedals all the way up.
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