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Clear skin, clear head Clear smile, dead style Designer beach clothes A little bit of a paunch. This beach-boy Achilles, A former leading light of radio Drowned in suntan lotion Makes a bold declaration: 'We drove the Moors back into the sea and now we ride their waves!' And a little bit of something about the positive vibes of the sea 'I feel at one with the waves!' He said: 'Let's get a Big Mac, tune into happening sounds, check out the chicks on the beach and chill out, Chill out, Chill out.' 'We all crawled out of the sea'--and then he winked--'didn't we?' 'We drove the Moors back into the sea and now we ride their waves!' (Mark Smith) Bountiful in the cities... I am the fire in your lungs I am the fire in your dead lungs I am the fire in the airwaves A & R man's dream!
Sanatçı: M.E. Smith
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