Born of the age Flagged hopes Censored rage The black clad box Bombs bursting in air Bleed white red and blue Cried dawn's early light For the hope Oh
A casual look, a little wink Can reveal just what you think So don't be shy, don't even cry For I am your guy. I am your guy. A soldier boy when
When I see my baby When I see my little girl When I see my woman I'm gonna tell her about the lonely hours I just spent And say the thing we got going
I'm a cork on the ocean Floating over the raging sea How deep is the ocean? How deep is the ocean? I lost my way Hey hey hey I'm a rock in a landslide
Over the city in an airplane I can see everything below The houses they look so tiny The cars look like dots We've only got fifteen minutes to go The
Doot doot doot-doot doot Doot doot doot-doot doot Doot doot doot-doot doot Doot doot doot-doot doot Well she first caught my eye a runnin' round in shorts
The sunday mornin' gospel goes good with the soul There's blues, folk, and country, and rock like a rollin' stone The world could come together as one
All I wanna do Is always bring good to you To give you all the love I can And help you in whatever you do Sure as the sun will come around again to start
She's real fine my 409 She's real fine my 409 My 409 Well I saved my pennies and I saved my dimes (Giddy up giddy up 409) For I knew there would be a
I am that, thou art that, and all this is that I am that, thou art that, all this is that I am that, thou art that, all this is that This is that Oooo
You're so sleepy Wish that he could stay Love him so But now it's getting late He'll be waiting Waiting just for you One More Summer And your dream comes
Oo ooo ooo ooo ooo Now the puzzle's laid out on my table The pieces don't fit I move from chair to chair But that empty one's there where she used to
's pick up our friends and do amusement parks USA [Spoken, supposedly by Beach Boys session drummer Hal Blaine] Hurry, hurry, hurry folks step right up to the Beach
You ain't got time for diamonds And you pay no mind to gold You gave up everything you had But there's one thing I want you to hold Come let the power
Sittin' in my car outside your house (Sittin' in my car outside your house) 'Member when you spilled coke all over you blouse T-shirts, cut-offs, and
Today could be a lot of fun And precious one I'd feel good just to walk with you Tonight will be a special treat You're so sweet And I feel good just
Feel the wind burn through my skin The pain, the air is killing me For years my limbs stretched to the sky A nest for birds to sit and sing But now my
Betsy, Betsy, ahhhhh She was born in '32, and was she ever pretty She rode a freight train west, all the way from Detroit city Betsy's seen more places
