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Rain is pouring down In our land-locked town Skies are always gray Let`s go surfing, babe Somewhere there is hope Somewhere there are dreams Far from soot and smoke Let`s go surfing, babe Tonight as we look at the moon and the stars From our room with security bars There`s a westerly wind that is blowing both our minds And both our feet Walk through sand that`s as white as the snow Past the people named Kelley and Joe Who have nothing in common with anyone we know We know they`re Too Wagnerian Too Shakespearian Too impossible Let`s go surfing, babe Somewhere there is hope Far from everything Far from misanthropes Let`s go surfing, babe Tonight, from a room only Dickens could love Wearing moth-eaten sweaters and gloves We will open the window and feel an on-shore wind A-blowing in Grab our boards from the back of our van Paddle out `til we can`t see the sand Spin around and drop into the wave we hope will never end Somewhere there is hope Somewhere there are dreams Far from everything Let`s go surfing, babe Tonight, grab our boards from the back of our van Paddle out `til we can`t see the sand Spin around and drop into the wave we hope will never end Catch a wave, a wave, a wave Catch a wave, a wave, a wave Somewhere there is hope Somewhere there are dreams Far from everything Let`s go surfing, babe |