Your people I do not understand, so to you I shall put an end, and you'll never hear surf music again.

When we go to play, you flip around and flash around and everything, and then they're not gonna see nothin' but what their eyes see. Forget about their ears.

I want to thank you my sweet darling for digging in the mud and picking me up.

Your people I do not understand, so to you I shall put an end, and you'll never hear surf music again.

Excuse me while I kiss the sky.

It's time for a new National Anthem. America is divided into two definite divisions. The easy thing to cop out with is sayin' black and white. You can see a black person. But now to get down to the nitty-gritty, it's getting' to be old and young - not the age, but the way of thinking. Old and new, actually... because there's so many even older people that took half their lives to reach a certain point that little kids understand now.

We gotta stop smokin', stop, stop. I mean cigarette smoking.