be Something more than just metal Now I'm going part time With a film projectionist And she's the vinyl queen From my surfer dream She likes the beach boys
Yeah, I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge. The kids are coming up from behind. I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge to the kids from France
karats on my ear loves check Bbs is on my wrist 20 karats on my neck While you'll sliding in that little bity o6 vet Im waiting on the runway for my
good my friend On a personal, I ain't even feelin you cats Don't even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps We bust gats at, on the reg laughed at
about this dough Problem, hear me out just scone from my pistol poppin' It's at my mind, just a mystery school Brainwash them, then fix them with my tools
nasty redhead at my side Santa Ana winds blowin' hot from the north And we was born to ride Roll down the window, put down the top Crank up the Beach Boys
the plan parents just don?t understand hot dogs beach parties checking out the superhotties volleyball and catching rays now it?s time to hit the waves at the mall window
my bed I just hit it like a lead pipe Somebodies knocked at my door, Whats all the racket man? I saw these two figures outside my bedroom window they
a blood like Game, see I've been havin beef I got my own bullet proof vest most of my enemies dead i got about two left untill my last breath im sendin
the eyes of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night
plan parents just don?t understand hot dogs beach parties checking out the superhotties volleyball and catching rays now it?s time to hit the waves at the mall window