Blackout Beach Astoria, Menthol Lite, Hilltop, Wave Of Evil, 1982
You see i'm always bent out of shape
Like an ocean town stuck in the winter
And logs just seem to wait
Hopefully the clouds clear because the clouds have canned our fate
And I hate that WINDY whip-up, that doldrum of breeze, I hate that which is my state
I built a nest out of logs on that sandy cape
I found Donna huddled and wet holding some cracked tape
It only played two songs, from her mother, I think her name was Kate
Beautiful songs man like: "donna takes her name from the beauty of the wintertime: the candied crust of the snow"
And the other one was: "I shall love you always you should know"
And I am feeling for a reason not to burn this blasted tape
She wanted to sail way to some other cape, some other town, some other series of towns that suck the little highway into the ground
But that was not alright with the dawn
That was not alright with the dawn
