EAT YOU ALIVE

Are you listening?

Let me tell you a story about

How it used to be

And how we used to see

Differently

Da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Early Sunday morning

You saw me at the corner store, yeah

You caught me tired and yawning

Been up since the crack of dawn

And the surf is shit

Da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

(Da-da-da)

I'm only surfing when it's perfect, too many kooks out

I'll take my chances while the pretenders paddle around now

Those ol' dogs

Those ol' dogs

Will eat you alive

Those ol' dogs

Those ol' dogs

Will eat you alive

I'm only surfing when it's perfect, too many kooks out

I'll take my chances while the pretenders paddle around now

I'm only surfing when it's perfect, too many kooks out

I'll take my chances while the pretenders paddle around now

Da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Should've seen it last week

Was peeling left and right, yeah

It was six-foot at the peak

Pretty fucking weak

No good for me