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Songs of the Sand Fleas
« on: November 08, 2005, 11:12:15 AM »
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    Post by SeaCliff on 11/26/04 at 9:36pm
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    from Flea To Be You and Me:

    Sand Fleas are people, people with dysfunction
    When Sand Fleas were little, they used to be groms
    Like some of you, but then they grew
    And now Sand Fleas are grown ups, some Sand Fleas have children
    Busy with children, and things that they do
    There are a lot of things a lot of Sand Fleas can do

    Some Sand Fleas are photogs, or poetry makers
    Or doctors or teachers, or cleaners or bakers
    Some Sand Fleas drive mail carts, or sing on TV
    Yeah, Sand Fleas can be almost anything they want to be

    Well, they can't be Pinos or Chihuahuas

    Some Sand Fleas are writers, or grocery sellers
    Or painters or welders, or funny-joke tellers
    Some Sand Fleas play banjo, or surf on the sea
    Yeah, Sand Fleas can be almost anything they want to be


    (NYHC)

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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #1 on: November 08, 2005, 11:12:40 AM »
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    Post by SeaCliff on 11/26/04 at 9:38pm
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    Plimmatron (slight return) 
    (to the tune of voodoo chile)

    Well, I stand up next to the jetty, 
    And rev it up with the flick of a switch.
    Well, I stand up next to the jetty, 
    And rev it up with the flick of a switch.
    Well, I trim up the thermonifters and tork the bezles,
    Might even toast a turkey club now.

    ícause Its the plimmatron,
    Lord knows its the plimmatron, baby.

    (Mario)

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 11/26/04 at 9:39pm
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    Murt Town Girl
    She's been living in her thruster world
    I bet she never had an old school fish
    I bet she's never even had that wish

    I'm gonna try for a Murt Town girl
    She's been living in her Rockaway World
    As long as anyone with tough skin can
    And now she's looking for her Sand Flea man
    That's what I am

    And when she knows what
    She wants from her time 
    And when she wakes up
    And makes up her mind 

    She'll see its not retro
    Just because
    I'm in love with a Murt Town Girl
    You know I've seen her in her Murt Town world 
    She's getting tired of her tri-fin toys 
    And all her presents from her sponsored boys 
    She's got a choice 

    Murt Town girl 
    You know I can't afford to buy her pearls 
    But maybe when its flat we'll have a flea fest 
    She'll understand that's fleas are the best
    And then I'll crest

    And when she's walking (the nose)
    She's looking so fine 
    And when she's talking (shop)
    She'll say that she's mine   

    She'll say I'm not that good
    Just because
    I'm in the hood
    With a Murt Town girl 
    She's been living in her white bread world 
    As long as anyone with hot blood can 
    And now she's looking for a Rockaway man 
    That's what I am 

    Murt Town girl 
    She's my Murt Town girl 
    You know I'm in love
    With a Murt Town girl

    My Murt Town girl
    Don't You know I'm in love
    With a Murt Town girl
    My Murt Town girl
    Don't You know I'm in love
    With a Murt Town girl
    My Murt Town girl


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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #2 on: November 08, 2005, 11:13:05 AM »
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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 11/26/04 at 9:42pm
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    On a dark deserted A-Train   
    Northwest Wind in my hair   
    Warm smell of that Urine   
    Rising up through the air.   
     
    Up ahead in the distance   
    I saw Jamaica Bay   
    Miles and miles of projects...   
    Must be Far Rockaway   
     
    As I stood on the jetty   
    I saw the rising swell   
    And I was thinking to myself   
    This could be Heaven or this could be Hell   
     
    Then she lipped up and barreled   
    And she showed me the way   
    There were voices down the beach that day   
    I thought I heard them say,   
     
    "Welcome to the Ghetto, It's not California"   
    Such an ugly place, such a nasty wave   
    Hitting it up in the ghetto, tried to warn ya   
    What a nice surprise for my SandFlea eyes   
     
    Glassed up walls all peeling   
    Pits dark green and iced   
    We are all just prisoners here   
    of our own device   
    Relax said the Jake-man   
    We are locked in to the Sea   
    You can check out any time you like   
    but you can never leave   
     
    Welcome to the Ghetto, It's not California   
    Such an ugly place, such a nasty wave   
    Hitting it up in the ghetto, tried to warn ya   
    What a nice surprise for my SandFlea eyes


    (Uptown-SeaCliff)

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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #3 on: November 08, 2005, 11:13:25 AM »
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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 11/26/04 at 9:44pm
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    to the tune of "Johnny B. Goode"

    Deep down the southern shore in the Rockaways, 
    Way back of a driveway on the coldest days 
    There stood a surf shack in that part of the 'hood, 
    And inside were some cats who were up to no good 
    They never ever learned to keep the house so well 
    But they would surf those cold waves like they were goin to hell   
     
     
    Go Go 
    Go SandFleas Go 
    Go Go 
    SandFleas be Good. 
     
    They would hang all their sticks on the surfboard racks 
    Or bring them on the "A", off the railroad tracks. 
    Oh, the locals turn and see them comin on down, 
    And grumble as they turn it into downey-town 
    But the people on the boardwalk, they would stop and say, 
    "Oh man, those SandFlea boys sure ride them waves." 
     
    Go Go 
    Go SandFleas Go 
    Go Go 
    SandFleas be Good. 
     
    One day they got together near the rock jetty 
    And put up a "FleaFest" sign for the world to see 
    All the SandFleas came on down from miles around 
    To surf those nasty waves til the sun went down 
    Maybe someday they'll erect spot lights 
    And the SandFleas will surf at night 
     
    Go Go 
    Go SandFleas Go 
    Go Go 
    SandFleas be Good. 
     

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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #4 on: November 08, 2005, 11:13:42 AM »
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    Post by SeaCliff on 11/26/04 at 9:46pm
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    http://www.pch.gc.ca/progs/cpsc-ccsp/sc-cs/o-cda.ra 

    O Plimmatron! 
    Our home on waves and sand 
    True SandFlea love in all thy waves command. 
     
    With moving parts we see thee rise, 
    The waves no match for thee! 
     
    From far and wide, 
    O Plimmatron, we stand on guard for thee. 
     
    God keep our Plimm 
    Glorious and free! 

    O Plimmatron, we stand on guard for thee. 
     
    O Plimmatron, we stand on guard for thee. 


     

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 11/26/04 at 9:59pm
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    Luka ... erm ... PlainYogurt by Suzanne Vega

    My name is Yogurt,
    I live on the top floor
    I live upstairs from you
    Yes I think I've done this before
    If you hear something late at night
    Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
    Just don't ask me what it was
    Just don't ask me what it was
    Just don't ask me what it was
    I think it's because I'm clumsy
    I try not to talk too loud
    Maybe it's because I'm crazy
    I try not to act too proud
    They only hit until you cry
    Your eyes bulge out as you start to die.
    Got my head caught in an elevator door.
    Got my head caught in an elevator door.
    Got my head caught in an elevator door.
    Got my head caught in an elevator door.
    Got my head caught in an elevator door.


    (NYHC)

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by uptown on 11/26/04 at 10:42pm
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    dude-- it's alright to fry? where's the love? :-/ ;D

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 11/27/04 at 5:50am
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    on 11/26/04 at 22:42:17, uptown wrote:dude-- it's alright to fry? where's the love? :-/ ;D
     


    Sheessh. I got tired, ok? It was gettin late! There's a few others I missed out there, too, but I'll get right back on it, Mr. Town. (Slavedriver.) ;-)

    Here ya go:

    It's Alright to Fry

    It's alright to fry
    Frying takes the sad out of you
    Light the grill and try
    To fry some dogs and chuck-beef patties

    It's alright to eat things, although you'll grow obese
    Jump and yell and screw around, go surfing with the fleas!

    (uptown)
     

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by uptown on 11/27/04 at 9:31pm
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    thank you. you may now be excused :)


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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #5 on: November 08, 2005, 11:14:12 AM »
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    Post by Ray-oooh-Sprinkles on 11/29/04 at 1:24pm
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    To the tune of "Indian Reservation" by Paul Revere and the Raiders:

    They took the whole Rockaway nation

    Put us on this Bus and A Train

    Turned us into a bunch of Fleas

    Giving some the Bungalow Keys

    Took away our native tongue

    And fed their Donuts to our young

    And all the boards we made by hand

    Are nowadays made in Japan

         Rockaway people, Rockaway tribe
         So proud to live, so proud to die

    They took the whole Rockaway nation

    Put us on this Bus and A Train

    Though I wear a shirt and tie

    Iím still all Flea deep inside

         Rockaway people, Rockaway tribe
         So proud to live, so proud to die
         

    But maybe someday when they learn

    Rockaway nation will return, will return,
    will return, will return, will return

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 12/03/04 at 7:51am
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    to the beat of Gin and Juice by Snoop Dogg


    Gonna go surf a wave

    With so much drama in the R-O-C,
    its kinda hard being a local sand flea.
    But I some how see waves,
    they keep crashin up on the beach like every single day.
    May I kick a lil sumpin fo da fleas. (yeah)   
    and take a few waves as I please (yeah) , though
    its 2 in da morning and the bung is still jumpin
    because mah neighbahz is home.
    We got a rack of wetties, dry n warm
    and they aint getting wet till 6 in da mornin.
    So what ya gonna do sheeeit
    I got a pocket full a wax and mah homeboys do too.
    So bring on the 40ís and the case of coors
    but (but what) soon weíll be at the shores
    and were gonna surf a wave to this,
    Fleas up and those down everybody gonna bounce to this.
     
    Walkin to the beach wearin wetsuits, gonna go surf a wave.
    Laid back (with my mind on the surf and the surf on my mind)
    Walkin to the beach wearin wetsuits, gonna go surf a wave.
    Laid back (with my mind on the surf and the surf on my mind)
     
    Now that im surfin with my bretherin,
    Chiwawas and Pinos start dropping in.
    Now this type of stuff happens all the time
    you gotta get yours but fool I gotta get mine.
    Everything is fine when u listen to the sand-flea
    we got that cultivating sign that be captivating he,
    Who reads the words that we write
    so kook go surf way outta my sight.
    Riding waves at the peak in the crack rock,
    we own this place its down on pad-lock.   
    Thirty degrees, askin citiots please
    come freeze off your N-U-Tís cuz you gets none of these.   
    At ease, as I surf with the fleas, were just chillin in da breeze.   
    Beaitch, im just;
     
    Walkin to the beach wearin wetsuits, gonna go surf a wave.
    Laid back (with my mind on the surf and the surf on my mind)
    Walkin to the beach wearin wetsuits, gonna go surf a wave.
    Laid back (with my mind on the surf and the surf on my mind)
     
    Later on that same week,
    buoys reading the swells gonna peak.
    With some big ass waves, gotta paddle and stroke,
    dayum brother man these waves aint no joke.
    Had to take off late and air drop down,
    wiping out and freezing, yeah im messed up now.
    But it aint no stopping, im still rockin,
    Sand Fleas out at rock, man, it aint that shockin.
    Gone surfing, with the sand flea crew.
    cuz when I catch my wave I want a holler or two.
    Donít get upset kooks, thatís just how we roll,
    if we donít like you pregnant dog you gotta pay the toll.
    And we'll be;
     
     
    Walkin to the beach wearin wetsuits, gonna go surf a wave.
    Laid back (with my mind on the surf and the surf on my mind)
    Walkin to the beach wearin wetsuits, gonna go surf a wave.
    Laid back (with my mind on the surf and the surf on my mind)
    Walkin to the beach wearin wetsuits, gonna go surf a wave.
    Laid back (with my mind on the surf and the surf on my mind)
    Walkin to the beach wearin wetsuits, gonna go surf a wave.
    Laid back (with my mind on the surf and the surf on my mind)

    (Jake)


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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #6 on: November 08, 2005, 11:14:30 AM »
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    Post by SeaCliff on 12/03/04 at 4:10pm
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    "King Of Rock"

    I'm the king of Rock, there is none higher
    Suckers on the beach should call me sire
    To surf my beach, you gotta be on fire
    I won't stop surfin even after I retire

    Now we rock the bung and come correct
    Our drops are on time and our turns connect
    Got the right to vote and will elect
    And other surfers can't stand us, but give us respect

    They called us and said we're gettin iller
    There's no one chiller
    It's not Cupso and this is not Thriller
    As one smooth surfer, I know I can hang
    I'm DP from the Fleas, like Kool from Kool and the Gang
    Roll to the Rock, Rock to the roll
    DP is the surfer thats in control
    You can't touch me with a ten foot pole
    And I even made the Curren sell me his soul

    Now we crash through walls, cut through floors
    Bust through ceilings and knock down doors
    And when we're on the beach we're fresh out the box
    You can hear our sound down to the rocks
    For every living person we're a purple treat
    It's me Im DP, Jake and the Fleas

    Now we're the baddest of the bad, the coolest of the cool
    I'm DP, I rock and roll. I'm DP, I rock and rule
    It's not a Trick or Treat and it's not a April Fool
    It's all brand new, and its still old school

    You got cold water on your body and you can't comprehend
    When your mind won't wiggle and your knees will bend
    Surfin ain't nothin unless the Sandfleas jam
    It's DP from the Fleas rockin without a band

    Now I walked on my log and never fell
    I spent much time on the nose as you can tell
    I surfed on many boards, surfed many nights
    Surfed big ass waves, at huge heights
    So all you shortboarders, you gotta say please
    Cause when I drop in, you go down to your knees
    My stick is so long, I'll treat you just like a skeez
    Is it hard to believe it's DP and the Fleas!

    I am from, around the way
    And I teach at school, every day
    And Jake collects the cans, so that he can pay
    And we get down with no delay, HEY!
    I surf the beach with styles that speak
    And the Fleas ride the boards that are unique
    And Seacliff and Mario post every day of the week
    And we are the crew that can never be beat
    So don't try to diss me, try to be my friend
    Cause if you do, you'll get yours in the end
    The way we surf, shall set a trend
    Because a devestating spray is what we send

    Everytime we surf, we break kooks knees
    There's so many of us we are called the ..Fleas
    My name is Art, you can call me DP
    You can call me 454ss or you can call me Kowalski
    People always ask, "Sandfleas, what does it mean?"
    I let em know it's my crew and we are ownin the scene!

    Like I said before, The Rock is hardcore
    I'm Donkey Punch I can surf, and I know where to score
    The Sandfleas got the skills to pay the bills 
    if you see us at the peak you better chill
    We'll reign on your brain and rock your knot
    When it comes to rock, give it all we got
    To be Sandfleas, we got what it takes
    Let the loggers log, while the breakers break
    We're cool cool cats, it's like that
    That's the way it is, so stay the hell back
    We're causin hard times, for non Sandfleas droppin in before they get to their knees
    so give it up to the kids from the bung
    and drop all pretense before your bell gets rung.


    (DonkeyPunch)

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by uptown on 12/03/04 at 11:36pm
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    DP--you have a gift.  not to take away from jake-- yours was great. and of course, SC is the big daddy of it all.

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by psychosponger on 12/17/04 at 9:23am
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    Sand Flea Anthom!!

    "Show me your Beaver!"

    Jake, whats the 1rst rule of surfing instruction?

    Show me your Fleaver! LOL!


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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #7 on: November 08, 2005, 11:14:48 AM »
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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by Mims on 12/21/04 at 1:26pm
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    How could you miss this one?!!

    A festivus carol (to the tune of "deck the halls")

    Trim the nifters, tork the beezles, 
    Youre popping up in style on the plim ma tron.
    Plange the hoofters, nudge the feezers, 
    Any wave is caught on the plim ma tron.

    Looking for pee jays approval, 
    Burn some toast,
    Take a dump, 
    Its all fine !

    Wishing all a merry chriskwanzhannukimus
    Plimma plimma tron, the Pliiiiiiimmmm  aaa TRONNNN !!

    (Mario)

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 12/21/04 at 8:30pm
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    now here's a little story i got to tell
    about all the sand fleas you know so well
    it start way back in history
    with that rat TFO, Jake and Chizeeeeee
    one lonely sand flea i be
    all by myself without nobody
    the sun was beatin down on my baseball hat
    the weather was cold and the ocean was flat
    .....lookin' for a ride I ran into a guy 
    His name is S.C. Cliff 
    I said howdy, he said hi. 
    he told a little story 
    that sounded well rehersed 
    4 days outta water and hes gettin the thirst 
    wax was in my hand board was by my side 
    his voice was loud his shorts were dry he asked me for a ride 
    he said can i get some 
    i said you can't get none 
    had a chance to run but he 
    pulled out the mini gun 
     
    we paddled out the channel 
    the surf was overhead 
    he saw a set was rollin in 
    and this is what he said: 
    "my name is SC Cliff, i got a license to shred 
    i think you know what time it is it's time to get wet 
    what do we have here? 
    a surfer and his beer 
    I run this land, you understand - I make myself clear." 
    He dropped into the wave - his mini-gun, it made me grin 
    You think this story's over but it's ready to begin 
    "Now I got the gun - you got the brew 
    There is no choice of what we need to do 
    It's not a tough decision as you can see 
    You and your friends can ride with the fleas" I said, I'll ride with you if you can get me to the A 
    The toll man's after me cuz I refused to pay 
    We did it like this - we did it like that 
    We did it with some sticky bumps wax 
    So your on the Run,   
    The Surf's look'n fun,   
    And Right about now,   
    It's time to have some fun     
    The King of Fleas,   
    That is your name,   
    Rock is where you surf,   
    The Respect is what you gain, 
    We rode for 2 hours till we hit the spot
    The beach was a bumping and the girlies was hot
    This dude was staring like he knows who we are
    We took the empty spot next to him at the bar
    SC said, "you know this kid?"
    I said, "I didn't." - but I know he did
    The kid said, "Get ready cause this ain't funny
    My name's Lil Jimmy and I'm about to get money." ....

    (P. Sponger/L. Spamilton/U. Town/K. Rust/V. Local/N. Man, M. Ims)


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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #8 on: November 08, 2005, 11:15:09 AM »
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    Post by Mims on 12/21/04 at 10:46pm
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    and another:
    PLIMMATRON ANTHEM (Mario)

    (to the tune those creepy guard guys are chanting in the wizard of oz as the march in front of the wicked witch of the west's castle)

    Plim ma tron
    Plim maaaaaaa tron
    Plim ma tron
    Plim maaaaaaa tron
    Plim ma tron
    Plim maaaaaaa tron
    Plim ma tron
    Plim maaaaaaa tron
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    Plim maaaaaaa tron
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    Plim maaaaaaa tron
    Plim ma tron
    Plim maaaaaaa tron
    Plim ma tron
    Plim maaaaaaa tron
    Plim ma tron
    Plim maaaaaaa tron
    Plim ma tron
    Plim maaaaaaa tron
    Plim ma tron
    Plim maaaaaaa tron
    Plim ma tron
    Plim maaaaaaa tron
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    Plim maaaaaaa tron

    a) yes, i'm finally reading the plim thread in it's entirety.
    b) i'm gonna let it slide that i was left off the paul revere song since i only contributed 4 lines

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by 404 file not found on 12/21/04 at 10:50pm
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    which 4 lines?

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by Mims on 12/21/04 at 10:58pm
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    correction, the last 8 lines

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 12/23/04 at 7:32pm
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    A duet, to the tune of "Green Acres"



    Jake:
    N-3-S's is the place to be
    Ghetto Livin is the life for me!
    Waves peeling down so far and wide
    Keep Long Island just give that ghetto jive

    Chizler:
    Gil-go is where I'd rather stay
    I get so nervous I have to smoke a Jay
    I just abhore the funboard kooks
    You're all just citiots and need to get a farking clue

    Jake:
    The Train

    Chizler:
    Ditch Plains

    Jake:
    The Wh0res

    Chiz:
    The Wh0res!

    Jake:
    You need a life

    Chiz:
    Yeah and you need a knife!

    Together:
    N-3-S's we are there!

    (SeaCliff)
     

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by Lard_Spamilton on 12/23/04 at 7:34pm
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    awsome

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 12/23/04 at 8:22pm
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    Wax in pocket (to the tune of Brass in Pocket, by the Pretenders)

    Got wax in pocket
    My 5/3, Iím gonna wear it
    Intention? Go to flea-fest
    Gonna hit it, hit it, hit NS3


    Too early, I ainít had coffee 
    Been driving, Rock Beach leaning
    Good reason, box is cranking
    Gonna hit it, hit it, hit NS3


    (CHORUS) 


    Gonna wear my gloves
    Gonna wear my leash
    Gonna have mad style
    Gonna use my cross-step
    Gonna try to nose-ride
    Unless I use my, my, my new 6í8Ē


    ĎCause Iím gonna make fleas see
    Thereís nobody else here
    No one like me
    Iím happy, so happy
    I gotta drop in on Lard Spamilton, set waveís for me!


    Oh Seacliff I canít miss a fest 
    In neoprene, my a ss is the best
    NYHC, Iím winking at you!
    Gonna hit it, hit it, hit it at Rock Beach


    (CHORUS)


    ĎCause Iím gonna make fleas see
    Thereís nobody else here
    No one like me
    Iím happy, so happy
    I gotta drop in on Lard Spamilton, set waveís for me!
    ĎCause Iím gonna make fleas see
    Thereís nobody else here
    No one like me
    Iím happy, so happy
    I gotta drop in on Lard Spamilton, set waveís for me!


    Set waveís for me

    (Happiestgirl)
     

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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #9 on: November 08, 2005, 11:15:37 AM »
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    that duet was awesome

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by psychosponger on 12/27/04 at 11:55am
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    "Theyre whacky & theyre Kooky, & all together spooky!"

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 01/05/05 at 8:33pm
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    (to the tune of "Hey Joe")

    Hey Jake, where you goin with that turkey club in your hand ? 
    Hey Jake, where you goin with that turkey club in your hand ? 
    Goin to get some mayo, get some good mayo, from the deli man.


    (Mario)

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 01/05/05 at 8:35pm
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    As the snow flies
    On a cold and gray Rockaway morniní
    A poor little baby Flea is born
    In the ghetto
    And his mama cries
    ícause if thereís one thing that she donít need
    Itís another hungry Flea to feed
    In the ghetto

    People, donít you understand
    The Flea needs a helping hand
    Or heíll grow to be an angry young Flea some day
    Take a look at you and me,
    Are we too blind to see,
    Do we simply turn our heads
    And look the other way

    Well the world turns
    And a hungry little Flea with a runny nose
    Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
    In the ghetto

    And his hunger burns
    So he starts to roam the streets at night
    And he learns how to paddle
    And he learns how to turn right
    In the ghetto

    Then one night in desperation
    A young Flea breaks away
    He buys a board, steals a wave,
    Tries to run, but he donít get far
    And his mama cries

    As a crowd gathers íround an angry young Flea
    Face down on the street with a board in his hand
    In the ghetto

    As her young Flea dies,
    On a cold and gray Rockaway morniní,
    Another little baby Flea is born
    In the ghetto

    (Don Sprinkles)

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by psychosponger on 01/06/05 at 7:04am
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    God save the Fleas
    the surfing regime,
    they made you a moron
    on a 12 foot H-bomb.

    God save the Fleas
    you ain't no human being.
    There is no future
    your New york dreaming

    Don't tell Kookmike what you want
    Don't ask mario-patatospamilboardhead what you need.
    There's no future
    there's no future
    there's no future for Fleas

    God save the Fleas
    we mean it man
    we love our Plim
    God saves

    God save the Fleas
    B'cos tourists are money
    Aint none round here
    just weekend honeys

    Oh God save the pizzadilla
    take your ass to the mermaid parade
    Oh Lord God have mercy,
    all bungalo rents are paid.

    When there's no fleas
    Can there be sin
    we're all the flowers
    in the dustbin
    we're all the poison
    in your Atlantic washing machine
    we're the future
    The Flea future

    God save the Fleas
    we mean it man
    we love our brown water
    God saves Fleas


    God save the Fleas
    Jakes back from school man
    there is no future
    your just Rock away dreaming

    No Surfing,
    no Surfing for you
    Only surfing for Fleas 

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 01/08/05 at 10:19am
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    Baby Got Bic!

    (to the "tune" of Baby Got Back, by Sir Mix-a-Lot)


    [Intro]
    Oh, my, god. Seacliff, look at his stick. 
    It is so big. [snicker] He looks like, 
    one of those citiots. 
    But, y'know, who crowds up the NSSS? [snicker]
    Noone will talk to him, because, 
    he looks like a total deskrider, 'kay? 
    I mean, his stick, is just so big. [snicker] 
    I can't believe it's not a Merrick, it's like, 
    out there, I mean - gnarly. Look! 
    He's just so ... kooky!

    [HappiestGirlintheWorld]
    I like big sticks and I cannot lie 
    You other surfers can't deny 
    That when a dude drops in from outside, scores a sweet ride 
    Flicks his squash tail in your face 
    You get sprung, wanna stick out your tongue 
    'Cause you notice that stick was stuffed 
    Deep in the pocket it's tearing 
    I'm hooked and I can't stop staring... 
    Oh kook, I wanna get wit'cha 
    And take your picture
    My rippers tried to warn me
    But that stick you got makes me feel so horny
    Ooh, four-three hot-skin
    You say you wanna ride in my wagon?
    Well, use me, use me 
    'Cause you ain't that average kooky
    Guy, I've seen your tri-fin 
    Donít care whoís cominí
    Go left, get wet, 
    Start shreddiní like a turbo 'Vette
    I'm tired of magazines
    Sayin' short boards are the thing
    Take the average surfer and ask him how
    He gonna ride five foot
    So, rippas! (Yeah!) Rippas! (Yeah!)
    Has your quiver got a big stick? (Hell yeah!)
    Tell 'em to wax it! (Wax it!) Wax it! (Wax it!)
    Wax that 9í6Ē stick!
    Baby got Bic!

    (delammed deck with glassed on fins)
    Baby got Bic!

    I like 'em round-nosed and wide
    And when I'm caught far inside
    I just can't help myself, I'm turniní like a turtle
    Now here's my hurdle
    I wanna make it out
    And ugh, double-overhead, ugh
    I ain't talkin' bout knee-high
    'Those epoxy parts are made for toys
    I want mine real glass and heavy
    So find that 11 foot double
    Happy Girl's in trouble
    Beggin' for a piece of that Hobie
    So I'm lookin' at Rock videos
    Watchin' these Sand Fleas surfiní like schmoes
    You can have them Spam Boys
    I'll keep my kooks like Mario
    A word to the big stick ridahs, I wanna get with ya
    I won't cuss or hit ya
    But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna shred
    At the break of dawn
    NYHC is paddliní on
    A lot of wimps won't like this song
    'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
    And I'd rather stay and play
    The sesh is long, and the rip tide strong
    And I'm in Ďtil the last kook is gone
    So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
    Lets get out and represent PLEASE! {Yeah!}
    Then turn around! Point him out!
    Even my girls got to shout
    Baby got Bic!

    Baby got Bic!
    Yeah, baby...when it comes to longboards, Uptown has a little somethiní 
    to do with my selection. 98-21-3? Stay away from his Velzy.

    So Miss Sandshark rides a T&C, wonít go near Mr. BlueBerry
    But never fear Kurst, your luck ainít the worst
    Your Chunk board? don't want none 
    Unless its a gun, hun
    You can do cutbacks or catch air, 
    But I wonít stop and stare
    Some surfers wanna play that "hard" role 
    And tell you that the Bic ain't gold
    So they toss it and leave it
    And I pull up quick to retrieve it
    So Chizler says you're an a ss
    Well I ain't down with that!
    'Cause your fins are in and your rails are thin
    And I'm thinkin' bout ridin'
    Low, all retro like in the magazines:
    Call me Yo, this is Queens!
    Give me a Yater, forget Kelly Slater
    Red beans and rice at the Bodega
    Some Californian tried to dis
    'Cause our waves are hit or miss
    Heís so lame, HFS was when to hit 'em
    And I suit up quick to get wit 'em
    So wahines, if the right stick is found,
    Letís forget the Ray Parkís throw down,
    Dial 1-900-HPYGIRL
    Shout the Little Nasty cast
    Baby got Bic!

    (Thick in the middle but thatís a  Bic) [4x]
    (HappiestGirl)

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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #10 on: November 08, 2005, 11:15:59 AM »
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    Post by waterwolfnyc on 01/11/05 at 8:50pm
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    !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!HOLY F*CKING SH*T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/IMP/IMP140/amazed-woman.jpg


    You all are absolutely amazing.
    I mean totally f*cking incredible.
    I'm shocked.
    I'm stunned.
    I'm shocked and stunned.
    Thank you!


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    Forearmed is Forewarned!



     

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 01/11/05 at 8:57pm
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    (Pride) In the Name of Krut

    One Flea come in the name of Krut
    One Flea come and go
    One Flea come, on a long train ride
    One Flea to the ghetto

    In the name of Krut
    One wave in the name of Krut
    In the name of Krut
    One more in the name of Krut

    One man caught by an outside set
    One man he gets worked
    One man washed up on an empty beach.
    One man betrayed by his fish

    In the name of Krut
    One wave in the name of Krut
    In the name of Krut
    One more in the name of Krut

    (no Sand Flea like you...)

    Early morning, Dawn Patrol
    Sun comes up in the Rockaway Sky
    Sea of glass, a deep tube ride
    Drops in with Sand Flea Pride

    In the name of Krut
    One wave in the name of Krut
    In the name of Krut
    One more in the name of Krut
    In the name of Krut
    One wave in the name of Krut...
    (repeat and fadeÖ.)


    (SeaCliff, Jake, NYHC)

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 01/27/05 at 11:54am
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    Eye of the Sand Flea

    Risin' up, Beach 90th street 
    grabbed my board, took my leash off 
    Went the distance, now I'm wanting to eat 
    Jakeís a man with a will to survive 

    So many times, not enough wax 
    You change your wetsuit on the boardwalk 
    Don't lose your grip on the cross-step to the nose
    You must fight to beat sdsurferís 60 second nose ride 

    Chorus: 
    It's the eye of the sand flea, it's the slice and the fight 
    Risin' up to the challenge of SDShredder 
    And the last known survivor orders a turkey club tonight 
    And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the webcam 

    Face to face, out in the heat 
    Hangin' ten, droppiní in 
    They fight for waves 'til it moves to the street 
    For we kill so the Sand Fleas survive 

    Chorus: 
    It's the eye of the sand flea, it's the slice and the fight 
    Risin' up to the challenge of SDShredder 
    And the last known survivor orders a turkey club tonight 
    And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the webcam 

    Risin' up, take a late drop 
    grabbed my board, took my leash off 
    Went the distance, now I'm wanting to eat 
    Jakeís a man with a will to survive 

    chorus 

    The eye of the Sand Flea (repeats out)... 


    (NYHC)

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by uptown on 01/27/05 at 8:51pm
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    holy crap! is this brand new or did i totally miss it!

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by NYHC_Boarder on 01/27/05 at 8:53pm
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    just made it up this morning.
     

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by Mims on 01/27/05 at 8:56pm
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    niiiiice  ;D

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by sandshark on 01/28/05 at 5:42pm
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    Damn.  Just read through the songs now.  You guys are both genius and nutty.  How long does it to take to write brilliant brown trout like that?

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by blas on 02/01/05 at 11:03pm
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    She looked at my necklace
    and started relaxin
    now that's what the F I call a chain reaction
                    -some rapper

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by psychosponger on 02/17/05 at 9:06am
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    I'll post it here so its official.

    "Hey fleas"
    written by Roger Waters

    Hey Fleas, out there in the cold
    Getting lonely, getting old 
    Can you smell me?
    Hey Fleas, passing thru the styles
    With sandy feet and fading smiles 
    Can you see me?
    Hey Fleas, help me get barreled tonight
    Don't give in, without a fight.

    Hey Fleas, out there on your can
    Sitting naked by the Cam
    Someone kill me?
    Hey Fleas, with your fear against the wall
    Waiting for someones cell to call out 
    Would you drive me?
    Hey Fleas, would you help me to carry Tim Home?
    Open the bung, we're getting stoned!

    But it was only fantasy.
    The waves were too high, 
    As you can see.
    No matter how they tried, 
    They could not break free.
    Cuz the tides made paddling lame.

    Hey Fleas, standing in the road
    always looking for camodes, 
    Can you help me?
    Hey Fleas, out there beyond the jetty,
    Breaking bottles in your wettie, 
    Can you hide me?
    Hey Fleas, don't tell me there's no swell at all
    Together we stand, divided we fall.
    We fall,
    We fall.
     

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by waterwolfnyc on 02/22/05 at 6:42pm
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    Nigel Tufnel: It's like, how much more HILARIOUS could this be? and the answer is none. None more HILARIOUS. 

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by surf110 on 03/05/05 at 8:23am
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    To the tune of Safety Dance by men without hats


    ssss aaaa nnnn dddd FleaFlea Flea Flea

    we can surf if you want to
    swell is young and so am I
    and if your friends dont surf, they can stay on the turf
    well there no friends of mine

    we can go where we want to
    lb rock or jersey side
    and we can act like we surf or look like a jerk
    and leave the real world behind

    and we can surf  we can surf everyones out in the cold

    ssss aaaa nnnn dddd   

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by octopus balls on 03/05/05 at 9:23am
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    hahaha nice!

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by SeaCliff on 03/05/05 at 3:07pm
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    (whatcha gonna do when you) Wake Up (in a board bag)


    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Watcha gonna do when you wake up in a board bag?

    Repeat and fade.

    (Uptown)

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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #11 on: November 08, 2005, 11:16:17 AM »
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    Post by Psychobootyliscous on 03/07/05 at 6:17am
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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by uptown on 03/07/05 at 3:22pm
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    seacliff you need to give krut credit on that one-- he co-authored the music (opening riff) and the lyrics (punctuation).

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by psychosponger on 05/24/05 at 6:12am
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    OK, Im braggin today, Im officially a Stand up surfer too. I found my sweet spots on my longboard & i was rippin as good as a beginner could yesterday on some choppy waste high waves, But at least im lookin like a surfer & even attempted to side step up on a few but fell off. Too Choppy for me. I was out with Rockbum & was doing great. I usually only get a few descent wobbly waves but always used to struggle getting my balance once popping up & now I pop right up, turn & set my rail pretty good. I was out about 3 hours & got a good 15-20 waves. So with that in mind & if ya havent heard me sing it in the line up.

    To the Tune of Morresy's "girlfriend in a coma"

    Sponger On a Longboard

    Sponger On a Longboard, I know
    I know - it's Really serious
    Sponger On a Longboard, I know
    I know - it's really serious

    There were times when I could
    Have "murdered" them.
    (Cuz you know, I would hate
    Anything else to ride but foam)


    YES, Ya know you want to see it!


    Do you really think
    He'll pull through ?
    Do you really think
    He'll pull through ?
    Do ...


    Sponger On a Longboard, I know
    I know - it's serious
    My, my, my, my, my, my baby, Go Fly.


    There were times when I could
    Have "Sponged" it.
    (cuz you know, I would hate
    Anything but rippin on foam)
    WOULD YOU PLEASE
    COME & SEE HIM !


    Do you really think
    He'll pull through ?
    Do you really think
    He'll pull through ?
    Do ...
    Let me sing "Beaver" As I pass you by


    Sponger On a Longboard, I know
    I know - it's really serious
    Sponger On a Longboard, I know
    I know - it's really serious
    IT'S SERIOUS



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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #12 on: November 08, 2005, 11:16:33 AM »
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    Post by psychosponger on 05/26/05 at 6:13am
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    Dedicated to the guy I dunkewd for trying to drop in on me,


    To the tune of Garth Brooks version of
    "I Got Friends In Low Places"




    "I Got Friends In Low Tide Places"

    Blame it all on my kins,
    I showed up in Fins,
    And ruined your shortboard affair.

    The last one to know,
    The last one to show,
    I was the last one you thought you'd see there.

    And he got a surprise,
    And had fear in his eyes,
    When I took his nose pushed way down,

    I Hooted to you,
    Said son let me through,
    So you'll always hear me complain,


    'Cause I got friends in lowtide places,
    Where the surfer drowns,
    Cuz I chased him for hoggin waves,
    But He'll be okay,
    Now I'm not big on social graces,
    Think I'll slip on down to surf the NSSS,
    Oh I got friends,
    In low places.


    I wonder was I wrong or I just don't belong
    but then I've been there before, everythings alright
    I'll just say goodnight and I'll show myself out with Red Door.
    Hey I didn't mean to cause a big scene just wait 'til I finish the evening glass.
    Then, sweet little Benny I'll head back to the peak, and you can kiss my AAZZZZZZ!!!

    CUUUUZ,
    'Cause I got friends in low tide places,
    Where the surfer drowns,
    Cuz I chased him for hoggin waves,
    But He'll be okay,
    Now I'm not big on social graces,
    Think I'll slip on down to surf the NSSS,
    Oh I got friends,
    In low places.

     

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by PRIVATE_PARTS on 05/26/05 at 4:19pm
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    Psycho is on crack.

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by frrrrroK- on 05/26/05 at 4:24pm
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    on 05/26/05 at 16:19:44, PRIVATE_PARTS wrote:Psycho is on crack.
     

    I agree ;D

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    Title: Re: Songs of The SandFlea
    Post by RayG on 06/07/05 at 11:00am
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    Season of the Kook:

    When I look out my window
    Many sites to see
    When I look in my window
    So many different people to be
    Itís strange
    So very strange
    You got to stop to take a look
    You got to stop to take a look
    Must be the season
    The season of the kook
    Must be the season of the kook

    When I look over my shoulder
    What do you think I see
    Some other cat looking over
    His shoulder right at me
    And itís strange
    Surely strange
    You got to stop to take a look
    Hey, that was my wave that you took
    Oh, no
    Must be the season of the kook
    Must be the season of the kook

    When I look out my window
    So many sites to see
    When I look into my window
    So many different people to be
    You got to stop to take a look
    The days are startin to cook
    Hey, That was my wave that you took
    Oh, no
    Oh, no
    Must be the season of the kook
    Must be the season of the kook
    Must be the season of the kook
    Must be the season of the kook
    Must be the season of the kook

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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #13 on: November 08, 2005, 11:17:01 AM »
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  • "Momma, dont letcher babies grow up to be Surfers"

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be surfers.
    Don't let 'em pick on newbees and float them old Logs
    Make 'em be doctors , not hatefull wave Hogs,

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers.
    They'll never stay home, theyre pennyless & stoned
    Usually blow cash on some twin fin once owned.

    Surfers ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
    And they'd rather buy surfboards & sexwax then diamonds or gold.
    With Vans, old faded Levi's, each DP begins a new day,
    And if you have to question em, they'll forever be young
    And probly just nose ride away.

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers
    Don't let 'em put surf racks on old woody trucks
    Force 'em to be doctors and lawyers and such.

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers
    They'll never stay home, sun blonde & stoned
    Usually blew coin on a Cooperfish they love!

    Surfers like Glassey old green rooms and clear purple moringin's
    Little warm point breaks, Beer and girls of the night.
    them that don't know em probly won't like them
    And those who do sometimes don't know how to take the obssession
    But the Aloha keeps em going, makin ya think, in the head this dude aint right.
    OH!!!!!!!

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers
    Don't let 'em stock quivers or check on bouys too much.
    Make 'em be doctors not Brohams and such

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers
    They'll never stay home, pennyless but slick,
    Usually got fired for callin in sick

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers
    Don't let 'em say radical, tubular or Kooks suck!
    Hide em from Merrick, Irons, Machado and suuuuuuuch!

    1 last time, OOOOHH!


    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be surfers.
    Don't let 'em pick on newbees and float them old Logs
    Make 'em be doctors , not hatefull wave Hogs,

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers.
    They're boards are their ball & chain, singin the blues
    Cuz they blew all their cash on some Bonzer they cant uuuuuse!
     
    (psycho)

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    Re: Songs of the Sand Fleas
    « Reply #14 on: November 08, 2005, 11:17:48 AM »
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  • heres my new one again!

    "Momma, dont letcher babies grow up to be Surfers"

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be surfers.
    Don't let 'em pick on newbees and float them old Logs
    Make 'em be doctors , not hatefull wave Hogs,

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers.
    They'll never stay home, theyre pennyless & stoned
    Usually blow cash on some twin fin once owned
    .


    Surfers ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
    And they'd rather buy surfboards & sexwax then diamonds or gold.
    With Vans, old faded Levi's, each DP begins a new day,
    And if you have to question em, they'll forever be young
    And probly just nose ride away.

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers
    Don't let 'em put surf racks on old woody trucks
    Force 'em to be doctors and lawyers and such.

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers
    They'll never stay home, sun blonde & stoned
    Usually blew coin on a Cooperfish they love
    !


    Surfers like Glassey old green rooms and clear purple moringin's
    Little warm point breaks, Beer and girls of the night.
    them that don't know em probly won't like them
    And those who do sometimes don't know how to take the obssession
    But the Aloha keeps em going, makin ya think, in the head this dude aint right.
    OH!!!!!!!

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers
    Don't let 'em stock quivers or check on bouys too much.
    Make 'em be doctors not Brohams and such

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers
    They'll never stay home, pennyless but slick,
    Usually got fired for callin in sick

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers
    Don't let 'em say radical, tubular or Kooks suck!
    Hide em from Merrick, Irons, Machado and suuuuuuuch
    !


    1 last time, OOOOHH!


    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be surfers.
    Don't let 'em pick on newbees and float them old Logs
    Make 'em be doctors , not hatefull wave Hogs,

    Mama don't let your babies grow up to be Surfers.
    They're boards are their ball & chain, singin the blues
    Cuz they blew all their cash on some Bonzer they cant uuuuuse!