Beach Slang I Break Guitars
I can't think with all this noise
I break guitars; I Waits my voice
To feel again by damaging perfect sound
If rock and roll is dangerous
How come I feel so safe in it?
I have learned how to destroy
To irritate and to annoy
With clumsy hearts and honest frets
And ugly sound
If rock and roll is dead again
How come I can't stop listening?
The night is young, the freaks are out
The wild hum of drugs and sound
The basement is alive and loud
We're alright now
We're alright now
