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Just a tune
01:54
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You'll never surf again
02:42
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I went to the doctor
The doctor said "Sit down, I got some bad news"
Said "Put your pants back on, tie up those shoes"
When I braced myself for the worst
I knew this could mean the end
He said "You'll never, ever, ever, surf again"
Never surf again
Said "I tell you as your doctor, and as your friend"
Take a few days off and let this sink in"
But I knew from the first that a dream had come to an end
You'll never, ever, ever, surf again
Never surf again
My dream on Rincon, Bonzaii, Pipeline, and Waimea Bay
From one second to the next, just faded away
But then, nothing you can do when the doctor say
"You'll never, ever, ever, surf again"
Never surf again
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4. |
I drink beer
02:53
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a man who'd wish you'd be careful
met the man who just didn't care
they went to the house
of the man or a mouse
and met the mailman there
a man with a plan
a man on a mission
a man who could do no wrong
they all stood around in the kitchen
and sang the following song
i drink beer to improve my mind
end the the war
help mankind
through these dark and trying times
hey batter batter batter hey batter hey
swing batter swing
hey, swing away
swing for the fence
live for today
put your life in Jesus hands
shut your eyes just as tight as you came
and swing like a man like a man like a man
i drink beer to boost retail sales
save those dolphins
save those whales
i drink beer for the revolution
hey batter batter batter hey batter hey
swing batter swing hey, swing away
swing for the fence
live for today
put your life in Jesus hands
shut your eyes just as tight as you came
and swing like a man like a man like a man
cuz
we are men
men we shall we remain
we shall remain
until we go home
we are men
men we shall we remain
we shall remain
until we go home
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Bach is dead and gone
02:31
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He don't go to parties
And he's never home
He don't answer emails
And he don't come to the phone
It seemed like I saw him
He's just a pile of bones
Bach is dead and gone
Left to the body
Straight right to the chin
He went down in the third round
And just never got up again
It was a sad day in a bad way
For a great career again
Bach is dead and gone
While he was still livin'
He was one fast gun
I said let's write some more tets
He was already done
But you can't mourn him forever
Forever's just no fun
Bach is dead and gone
He don't go to parties
And he's never home
He don't answer emails
He don't come to the phone
It seemed like if you saw him
He's just a pile of bones
Bach is dead and gone
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Shoot me to the moon
01:45
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99 friends of mine
04:06
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Beautiful
02:22
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10. |
Cowboy Song
02:35
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Pussy titty
01:17
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Pussy heaven
02:45
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14. |
All my money
02:41
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16. |
A whiter shade of pale
03:36
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