Calling the bluffs, talking so tough
Good bye to the ugly steeple of fear
Good times forever after
I'm just a man, you see who I am
I bind with my hooks and open my books w/ my hoofs?)
Tha dirty black kind (cars)
Angel of Corpus Christi
You're so misty (mystic) tell me what I want to hear
I know, I'm reeling (leaning) in
I know, I'm reeling (leaning) in to the end.
Oh no, I'll never know (go)
I know, I'll never know (go)
kris kraft
This my trusty kris kraft
That itsy bitsy skiff
Top-siders and chinos
Freshly pressed and stiffed
Sometimes when i'm landlocked
And yearning for the sea
I get into my bathtub
Indulge my revelry
For the quick and silver
Oceans or o.p.
They looked so very civilized
In shocking pink and green
And what about the beach club
On wednesday afternoon
The ladies clucking lowly
Like enemy platoons
Mussle rock (is a horse in transition)
Blue Stones are casted (?)
Feeling like i'm one of them too
Pelican road is closed
Its summer
Feel like i wasted my day
How will i know
How will i know
Wheat fields Are turning gold
Luches i eat were always cold
Peanut rolls mysteriously (?)
I think my uncle saw me do it (?)
How will i know
How will i know