Let the sun burn my eyes
Let it burn my back
Let it sear through my tights
I'll feel wide wide open
Let the sun burn my eyes
Let it burn my back
At the beach
In my dreams
But you still
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
King of the beach
King of the beach
Let the sun burn my eyes
Let it burn my back
Let it burn through my tights
I'll feel wide wide open
At the beach ???
??? wide wide open
At the beach
In my dreams
But you still
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
King of the beach
Never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
You're never gonna stop me
King of the beach
King of the beach
King of the beach
King of the beach
King of the beach
Wavves - King of the Beach Album Lyrics
Wavves - King of the Beach Lyrics
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Super Soaker
The day's done
She won't listen
She won't listen
My head's numb
And I can't hear her
Any clearer
Bill Clinton in my head
Little clearer through the roof
Bill Clinton in my head
Little clearer through the roof
Bill Clinton in my head
Little clearer through the roof
Bill Clinton in my head
Bill Clinton!
My alien
He's still missing
He's still missing
My plan's done
And I can't hear ya
Any clearer
Little clearer in my head
Bill Clinton through the roof
Little clearer in my head
Bill Clinton through the roof
Little clearer in my head
Bill Clinton through the roof
Bill Clinton
Wipe all the sweat from my eyes
And hide from the ocean!
Waves crash my flesh and skull;
But I still feel stupid, stupid, stupid
Stupid!
Stupid!
Stupid!
Stupid!
She won't listen
She won't listen
My head's numb
And I can't hear her
Any clearer
Bill Clinton in my head
Little clearer through the roof
Bill Clinton in my head
Little clearer through the roof
Bill Clinton in my head
Little clearer through the roof
Bill Clinton in my head
Bill Clinton!
My alien
He's still missing
He's still missing
My plan's done
And I can't hear ya
Any clearer
Little clearer in my head
Bill Clinton through the roof
Little clearer in my head
Bill Clinton through the roof
Little clearer in my head
Bill Clinton through the roof
Bill Clinton
Wipe all the sweat from my eyes
And hide from the ocean!
Waves crash my flesh and skull;
But I still feel stupid, stupid, stupid
Stupid!
Stupid!
Stupid!
Stupid!
Writer: Nathan Daniel Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Idiot
Laugh, I bet you laugh
I bet you laugh right behind my back
I won't ever die
I'll go surfing in my mind
I'm not supposed to be a kid
but I'm an idiot
I'd say I'm sorry
but it wouldn't mean shit
ahhh my skull just cracked
?
I won't ever die
I'm a hero in my mind
I'm not supposed to be a kid
but I'm an idiot
I'd say I'm sorry
but it wouldn't mean shit
but it wouldn't mean shit
I bet you laugh right behind my back
I won't ever die
I'll go surfing in my mind
I'm not supposed to be a kid
but I'm an idiot
I'd say I'm sorry
but it wouldn't mean shit
ahhh my skull just cracked
?
I won't ever die
I'm a hero in my mind
I'm not supposed to be a kid
but I'm an idiot
I'd say I'm sorry
but it wouldn't mean shit
but it wouldn't mean shit
Writer: PAT MASTELOTTO, MONICA CHAMPION, MARK WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
When Will You Come?
Sun, when will you come?
When will you come?
When will you come?
Come!
Come!
Sun, we whistle at the breeze!
Sun, we're sicker than we seem!
Sun, we whistle at the breeze!
Sun, we're sicker than we seem!
Sun, we whistle at the sea!
Sun, we whistle, now we're sick!
Sun, we whistle at the breeze!
Sun, we're sicker than we seem!
When will you come?
When will you come?
Come!
Come!
Sun, we whistle at the breeze!
Sun, we're sicker than we seem!
Sun, we whistle at the breeze!
Sun, we're sicker than we seem!
Sun, we whistle at the sea!
Sun, we whistle, now we're sick!
Sun, we whistle at the breeze!
Sun, we're sicker than we seem!
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Post Acid
Misery
Will you comfort me?
In my time of need
Would you understand?
Understand, won't you understand?
In my time of need
Would you understand?
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
With you
With you
With you
With you
Hold my hand
Won't you hold my hand
In my time of need
Would you understand?
Understand, won't you understand
In my time of need
Would you understand?
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
Will you comfort me?
In my time of need
Would you understand?
Understand, won't you understand?
In my time of need
Would you understand?
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
With you
With you
With you
With you
Hold my hand
Won't you hold my hand
In my time of need
Would you understand?
Understand, won't you understand
In my time of need
Would you understand?
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
That I'm just havin fun
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
With you
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Take On The World
Well, I hate my writing
It's all the same
But it trips like posture
My head just hangs
And I hate myself, man
But who's to blame?
I guess I'm just see-through
Window panes
Because if it's our way...
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
Something
Something
I still hate my music
It's all the same
But it trips like posture
My head just hangs
And I hate myself, man
But who's to blame?
I guess I'm just f*cked up
Or too insane
Because if it's our way...
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
Something
Something
Oooo Oooo Oooo Oooo
It's all the same
But it trips like posture
My head just hangs
And I hate myself, man
But who's to blame?
I guess I'm just see-through
Window panes
Because if it's our way...
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
Something
Something
I still hate my music
It's all the same
But it trips like posture
My head just hangs
And I hate myself, man
But who's to blame?
I guess I'm just f*cked up
Or too insane
Because if it's our way...
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
To take on the world
It would be somethin'
Something
Something
Oooo Oooo Oooo Oooo
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Baseball Cards
I don't walk outside
Cause where would I go?
We won't know
Time takes its toll
And where would I go?
We won't know
Because I don't wanna smoke outside (x3)
I don't wanna walk outside
Cause where would I go?
Well I don't know
Time takes its toll
And where would I go?
We don't know
Because I don't wanna smoke outside (x3)
I don't wanna walk outside without you
Cause where would I go?
We won't know
Time takes its toll
And where would I go?
We won't know
Because I don't wanna smoke outside (x3)
I don't wanna walk outside
Cause where would I go?
Well I don't know
Time takes its toll
And where would I go?
We don't know
Because I don't wanna smoke outside (x3)
I don't wanna walk outside without you
Writer: LAMONT DOZIER, BRIAN HOLLAND, EDWARD, JR. HOLLAND, NATHAN WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Convertible Balloon
Shinin' in the sun like a convertible balloon
Shinin' in the sun like an incredible gloom
Drivin' around with my convertible tunes
Partyin' around in my invertible cocoon
Lyin' inside of my insufferable womb
Boggin' me down with your unbearable tone
Sittin' alone playin' nintendo in my room
Lyin' inside of a convertible balloon
Sittin' alone playin' nintendo in my room
Lyin' inside of a convertible balloon
Convertible balloon (X2)
Shinin' in the sun like an incredible gloom
Drivin' around with my convertible tunes
Partyin' around in my invertible cocoon
Lyin' inside of my insufferable womb
Boggin' me down with your unbearable tone
Sittin' alone playin' nintendo in my room
Lyin' inside of a convertible balloon
Sittin' alone playin' nintendo in my room
Lyin' inside of a convertible balloon
Convertible balloon (X2)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Green Eyes
Green eyes, I'd run away with you
Green eyes, 'cause I'm a fool
I try running away
I'm just not fast enough
I'm just not fast enough
My, my own friends
Hate my guts
So what? Who gives a f*ck?
Green eyes, I'd run away with you
Green eyes, 'cause I'm a fool
I try staying awake
I'm just not man enough
I'm just not man enough
My, my own friends
Hate me
But I don't give a shit
Sky high
Will I fly high? Maybe
Soar high, soar right through it
Green eyes, I'd run away with you
Green eyes, 'cause I'm a fool
I try running away
I'm just not fast enough
I'm just not man enough
I would try and understand
I would try and understand
That I'm to blame
'Cause I'm so lame
I'm just not man enough
I'm just not man enough
My, my own friends
Hate me
But I don't give a shit
Fly high
Will I fly high? Maybe
Soar high, soar right through it
Green eyes, 'cause I'm a fool
I try running away
I'm just not fast enough
I'm just not fast enough
My, my own friends
Hate my guts
So what? Who gives a f*ck?
Green eyes, I'd run away with you
Green eyes, 'cause I'm a fool
I try staying awake
I'm just not man enough
I'm just not man enough
My, my own friends
Hate me
But I don't give a shit
Sky high
Will I fly high? Maybe
Soar high, soar right through it
Green eyes, I'd run away with you
Green eyes, 'cause I'm a fool
I try running away
I'm just not fast enough
I'm just not man enough
I would try and understand
I would try and understand
That I'm to blame
'Cause I'm so lame
I'm just not man enough
I'm just not man enough
My, my own friends
Hate me
But I don't give a shit
Fly high
Will I fly high? Maybe
Soar high, soar right through it
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Mickey Mouse
I never wanna leave home
Everything in the back of my brain
Told me that I would be sick
When I'm out there
I never wanna leave home
Everything in the back of my brain
Told me that I would be sick
When I'm out there
I never wanna leave home
Everything in the back of my brain
Told me that I would be sick
When I'm out there
I never wanna leave home
Everything in the back of my brain
Told me that I would be sick
When I'm out there
Woo, woo, wooo
Woo, woo, wooo
Woo, woo, wooo
Woo, woo, wooo
Everything in the back of my brain
Told me that I would be sick
When I'm out there
I never wanna leave home
Everything in the back of my brain
Told me that I would be sick
When I'm out there
I never wanna leave home
Everything in the back of my brain
Told me that I would be sick
When I'm out there
I never wanna leave home
Everything in the back of my brain
Told me that I would be sick
When I'm out there
Woo, woo, wooo
Woo, woo, wooo
Woo, woo, wooo
Woo, woo, wooo
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Linus Spacehead
My feet
Are asleep
My hands
Chained to clouds
My toes
Are marble stones
Sinking in the sand
I'm stuck in the sky
I'm never coming down
I'm stuck in the sky
I'm never coming down
I'm stuck in the ground
I'm never getting out
Are asleep
My hands
Chained to clouds
My toes
Are marble stones
Sinking in the sand
I'm stuck in the sky
I'm never coming down
I'm stuck in the sky
I'm never coming down
I'm stuck in the ground
I'm never getting out
Writer: STEPHEN POPE
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Baby Say Goodbye
I hear a voice in the morning shower
seen her waving from the water tower
seen her falling through the fog in the mirror
seen her waving from a painted island
and thats my baby say goodbye
without my baby let me die, oh yeah
die, uh huh
I just don't feel okay without her near me
keep on clutching onto life so dearly
it filters into me through every pore
the haunting light under the bedroom door
and thats my baby say goodbye
without my baby let me die, oh yeah
die, uh huh
baby say goodbye (oh yeah)
seen her waving from the water tower
seen her falling through the fog in the mirror
seen her waving from a painted island
and thats my baby say goodbye
without my baby let me die, oh yeah
die, uh huh
I just don't feel okay without her near me
keep on clutching onto life so dearly
it filters into me through every pore
the haunting light under the bedroom door
and thats my baby say goodbye
without my baby let me die, oh yeah
die, uh huh
baby say goodbye (oh yeah)
Writer: Dennis Craig Herring, William S. Hayes, Nathan Daniel Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
King of the Beach is the third studio album by the American band Wavves. It was set to be released in the USA by Fat Possum Records and in the UK by Bella Union Records on August 3, 2010, but digital copies became available July 1 as a result of early leaks. Pitchfork placed it at number 50 on its list "The Top 50 Albums of 2010".
Performed By:
WavvesGenre(s): Indie rock, psychedelic pop, pop punk, surf punk, noise pop
Producer(s): Dennis Herring
Length: 36:42
Released: August 3rd, 2010
Year: 2010