To be with the others, you have to have your hair short and wear ties. So we're trying to make a third world happen, you know what I mean?
Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer. May I land my kinky machine?
Drifting, On a sea of forgotten teardrops, On a lifeboat, Sailing for Your love
Your people I do not understand, so to you I shall put an end, and you'll never hear surf music again.
We have time, there's no big rush.
When I'm sad, she comes to me with a thousand smiles.