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Surfin' Savant

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From "Down the Wrong Pipe"

She's a little dumb

Kind of dim

Just a little slow

She ain't much of a looker

Much of a looker, oh no

But the way she hangs ten, it's freaking sweet

In the backside tube when she's throwing heat

She's my slow-talking goofy footed

Ugly little surfin savant

Surf surf surf surf surfin savant

Surfin savant, yeah, surf surfin savant

Surfin savant, surfin savant

She's all that I want

All that I want

All in the world that I want

She's my surf

Surf surfin savant

No one has a seat they can spare

When she's around

And all the beach bunnies

Laugh at her and put her down

But she can carve waves like a birthday cake

And she can shred those swells at the zero break

She's my slow-talking goofy footed

Ugly little surfin savant

Surf surf surf surf surfin savant

Surfin savant, yeah, surf surfin savant

Surfin savant, surfin savant

She's all that I want

All that I want

All in the world that I want

She's my surf

Surf surfin savant

Surf surfin savant, surfin savant

Surf surfin savant

Suds

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From "Approach Approach Conflict"

There's four of us in

All four of us in the back seat

We're four in the back and packed in splendidly

We're bouncing along

And nodding our heads in perfect

We're nodding our heads in perfect synchrony

Suds

Crackling glorious suds

As you disappear in the rearview

The cabin progressively floods with oh,

Suds

Slippery ominous suds

They prickle our tongues with your sweet words

And fill up our lungs with your love

It's hard to believe

It's hard to believe we're packed in

I guess I could leave and get some breathing room

But who needs to breathe

When you're in a slick surfactant

Of animal tallow, lye, and light perfume

Suds

Crackling glorious suds

As you disappear in the rearview

The cabin progressively floods with oh,

Suds

Slippery ominous suds

They prickle our tongues with your sweet words

And fill up our lungs with your love

With your love

Suds

Crackling glorious suds

As you disappear in the rearview

The cabin progressively floods

Suds

Slippery ominous suds

They prickle our tongues with your sweet words

And fill up our lungs with your love

With your love

(Greg Kutcher - additional guitar

Lauren London - additional backup vocals

Scarlett London - additional backup vocals

Roy Sexton - lead vocals)

Strain
Drive against the grain
I knew
I'd screw it up again
Maybe too soon to ascertain
I'm off,
No need to explain
I'm not the call you're waiting for
But I'll always crawl to come back for more.

I'm so well-behaved and benign
It's not hard to keep me in line
I go for the play when it's going my way
Which is rarely and hey, that's just fine.
But patience is not the best trait
You don't swing, you don't leave home plate
But nothing's designed keeping kindness in mind
So I kind of don't mind all the wait
And it's not killing time that I hate

Let me explain
This bottle's been my bane
I swore
I'd pour down the drain
I've always said,
No one really likes champagne
I could have bought wine,
But I'd rather complain.
We're Dixie Cups, we graze the spout,
A couple sips then throw us out

I'm so well-behaved and benign
It's not hard to keep me in line
I go for the play when it's going my way
Which is rarely and hey, that's just fine
You can't count the world's absentees
The faceless don't grace the marquees
And maybe it's fun to pub crawl on the sun
But it's also 10,000 degrees
And they say it's the same old disease
It's just a new strain

Drive against the grain
I knew I'd screw it up again
Maybe too soon to ascertain
I'm off,
No need to explain
I'm not the call you're waiting for
But I'll always crawl to come back for more

Jon Greenlee - Drums, bass guitar, electric guitar

Copyright 1993, 2017 Zach London

Storey's Way

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From "Steak"

Instrumental

(Siobhan Wilson - violin)

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Surfin' Savant

Suds

Strain

Storey's Way

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