Sea And Sand
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Here by the sea and sand
Nothing ever goes as planned,
I just couldn't face going home
It was just a drag on my own.
They finally threw me out
My mother got drunk on stout,
My dad couldn't stand on two feet,
As he lectured about morality.
Now I guess the families complete,
With me hanging round on the street
Or here on the beach.
The girl I love
Is a perfect dresser,
Wears every fashion
Gets it to the tee.
Heavens above,
I got to match her
She knows just how
She wants her man to be
Leave it to me.
My jacket's gonna be cut slim and checked
Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck
I ride a G S scooter with my hair cut neat
I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
I see her dancing
Across the ballroom
U V light making starshine
Of her smile.
I am the face,
She has to know me,
I'm dressed up better than anyone
Within a mile.
So how come the other tickets look much better?
Without a penny to spend they dress to the letter.
How come the girls come on oh so cool
Yet when you meet 'em, every one's a fool.
Come sleep on the beach
Keep within my reach
I just want to die with you near
I'm feeling so high with you here.
I'm wet and I'm cold
But thank God I ain't old
I should have split home at fifteen
Why didn't I ever say what I mean?
There's a story that the grass is so green,
What did I see?
Where have I been?
Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand
song performed by by Who
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Sea & Sand
Here by the sea and sand
Here by the sea and sand
Nothing ever goes as planned,
Nothing ever goes as planned,
I just couldnt face going home
I just couldnt face going home
It was just a drag on my own.
It was just a drag on my own.
They finally threw me out
They finally threw me out
My mother got drunk on stout,
My mother got drunk on stout,
My dad couldnt stand on two feet,
My dad couldnt stand on two feet,
As he lectured about morality.
As he lectured about morality.
Now I guess the families complete,
Now I guess the families complete,
With me hanging round on the street
With me hanging round on the street
Or here on the beach.
Or here on the beach.
The girl I love
The girl I love
Is a perfect dresser,
Is a perfect dresser,
Wears every fashion
Wears every fashion
Gets it to the tee.
Gets it to the tee.
Heavens above,
Heavens above,
I got to match her
I got to match her
She knows just how
She knows just how
She wants her man to be
She wants her man to be
Leave it to me.
Leave it to me.
My jackets gonna be cut slim and checked
My jackets gonna be cut slim and checked
Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck
Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck
I ride a g.s. scooter with my hair cut neat
I ride a g.s. scooter with my hair cut neat
I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
I see her dancing
I see her dancing
Across the ballroom
Across the ballroom
Uv light making starshine
Uv light making starshine
Of her smile.
Of her smile.
I am the face,
I am the face,
She has to know me,
She has to know me,
Im dressed up better than anyone
Im dressed up better than anyone
Within a mile.
Within a mile.
So how come the other tickets look much better?
So how come the other tickets look much better?
Without a penny to spend they dress to the letter.
Without a penny to spend they dress to the letter.
How come the girls come on oh so cool
How come the girls come on oh so cool
Yet when you meet em, every ones a fool?
Yet when you meet em, every ones a fool?
Come sleep on the beach
Come sleep on the beach
Keep within my reach
Keep within my reach
I just want to die with you near
I just want to die with you near
Im feeling so high with you here.
Im feeling so high with you here.
Im wet and Im cold
Im wet and Im cold
But thank God I aint old
But thank God I aint old
I should have split home at fifteen
I should have split home at fifteen
Why didnt I ever say what I mean?
Why didnt I ever say what I mean?
Theres a story that the grass is so green,
Theres a story that the grass is so green,
What did I see?
What did I see?
Where have I been?
Where have I been?
Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand
Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand
song performed by by Who
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ive Had Enough
You were under the impression
You were under the impression
That when you were walking forward
That when you were walking forward
Youd end up further onward
Youd end up further onward
But things aint quite that simple.
But things aint quite that simple.
You got altered information
You got altered information
You were told to not take chances
You were told to not take chances
You missed out on new dances
You missed out on new dances
Now youre losing all your dimples.
Now youre losing all your dimples.
My jackets gonna be cut and slim and checked,
My jackets gonna be cut and slim and checked,
Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck.
Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck.
I ride a g.s. scooter with my hair cut neat,
I ride a g.s. scooter with my hair cut neat,
Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
Love reign oer me.
Love reign oer me.
Love reign oer me.
Love reign oer me.
Love.
Love.
Ive had enough of living
Ive had enough of living
Ive had enough of dying
Ive had enough of dying
Ive had enough of smiling
Ive had enough of smiling
Ive had enough of crying
Ive had enough of crying
Ive taken all the high roads
Ive taken all the high roads
Ive squandered and Ive saved
Ive squandered and Ive saved
Ive had enough of childhood
Ive had enough of childhood
Ive had enough of graves...
Ive had enough of graves...
Get a job and fight to keep it,
Get a job and fight to keep it,
Strike out to reach a mountain.
Strike out to reach a mountain.
Be so nice on the outside
Be so nice on the outside
But inside keep ambition
But inside keep ambition
Dont cry because you hunt them
Dont cry because you hunt them
Hurt them first theyll love you
Hurt them first theyll love you
Theres a millionaire above you
Theres a millionaire above you
And youre under his suspicion.
And youre under his suspicion.
Ive had enough of dancehalls
Ive had enough of dancehalls
Ive had enough of pills
Ive had enough of pills
Ive had enough of streetfights
Ive had enough of streetfights
Ive seen my share of kills
Ive seen my share of kills
Im finished with the fashions
Im finished with the fashions
And acting like Im tough
And acting like Im tough
Im bored with hate and passion
Im bored with hate and passion
Ive had enough of trying to love.
Ive had enough of trying to love.
song performed by by Who
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Girls On The Beach
Ah ah ah ah oo ooo ooo oo ahh
The girls on the beach
On the beach youll find them there
In the sun and salty air
The girls on the beach
Are all within reach
If you know what to do
How we love to lie around
Girls with tans of golden brown
The girls on the beach
Are all within reach
And one waits there for you
(girls on the beach)
The sun in her hair
The warmth of the air
On a summer day
As the sun dips out of sight
Couples on the beach at night
The girls on the beach
Are all within reach
And with the boys tonight
(girls on the beach)
Girls on the beach, girls on the beach
Girls on the beach, girls on the beach
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Rainy beach times
Children playing on a beach,
Nowhere to hide nowhere to seek,
Using there minds to play there games,
Running In the sand on a rainy day,
It dose not matter if the sun doesn't shine,
If the wind blows hard and the sands not dry,
There having fun so that's just fine,
Playing on a beach at two, three, and five,
With sand in there shoes and between there toes,
And wind swept hair and soggy clothes,
They feel no cold only time for fun
The moaning starts when they wet there bum,
It must look like desert to someone so young,
Who's two foot high and full of fun,
What an adventure it must be,
Playing in the sand and feeling free,
I can't remember ever being that high,
But we all must have though's of rainy beach times,
So as I stand here now alone on the beach,
Watching them play no hide and seek,
Spending this moment through children's eyes,
As they have there adventure and a rainy beach times.
Kevin Glenn
29-08-2011
poem by Kevin Glenn
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Last Split Second
Sometimes in the heat of despair
we lost sight of perspective
It bends and curves and distorts
Like light round a black hole
and what we think of as truth is wildy out of proportion
yes the grains of truth are there running through the narrow waist of our preception
but each individual speck is not the beach, the beach is more than grains of sand
is this your last split second? will you spend it looking at a grain of sand or at the beach?
poem by Jilted BUTTERFLY
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Not Too Young
When you looked at my face
You thought you could get me
You better look twice
It won't be that easy
Think it's because
You're a little older
All you'll get from me
Is my cold shoulder
You shouldn't judge
Someone by what you see
You may be wrong
Like you were about me
Chorus
I'm not too young
To know
The right things to do
And one of those things
Is not to fall for you
Don't play
Did ya hear me say?
I'm not gonna fall for you
So please just go away
Didn't work out
The way that you planned
Bragged to your friends
Said you were the man
Now whatcha gonna do?
Since your pride is gone
Couldn't get this little girl
Now you're crying all alone
Too bad you judged me
By first sight
It's too late now
So kiss this chance goodnight
Repeat Chorus
You say you want me
When you don't really know who I am
I don't wanna play no games
So catch me if you can
Didn't work out
The way that you planned
Bragged to your friends
Said you were the man
Now whatcha gonna do
Since your pride is gone
Couldn't get this little girl
Couldn't get this little girl
Now you're crying all alone
Repeat Chorus X2
So please just go away
song performed by by Mandy Moore from So Real
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Psychic Caramel
Take a look at what's been done
The killing wound is the thousandth cut
A dead turtle on the beach puts my happiness out of reach
Sea sun sand self
Sea sun sand
Psychic caramel dimulants they're good for the undertow
Better than a psychotic stimulant
Word to your mother you know
But it's a drag you know sometimes
And it drags
Sea sun sand self
Sea sun sand
We will always be the sea
Years will be I
song performed by by Nada Surf from High/Low
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Echoes of The Past
Echoes of your laughter
springs into my ears
another time and place
holding you so close
a smile upon your face
strolling on the beach
sand beneath our feet
watching the tide
ride upon the beach
hearts were so innocent
and sweet
wait until tomorrow
when life is complete.
poem by Heather Burns
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No Dancing
Oh I know that she
Has mad a fool of him,
Like girls have done so many nights before,
Time and time again.
Life is so strange.
I dont know why,
But somebody,
Somebody has to cry.
Theres gonna be no dancing when they get home.
No dancing,
Theres gonna be no dancing,
Theres gonna be no dancing on my own.
Now hes telling her
Every little thing hes done;
Once he glanced at the jackets of some paperbacks.
Now hes read every one.
Hes such a drag.
Hes not insane.
Its just that everybody
Has to feel his pain.
Theres gonna be no dancing when they get home.
Hes getting down on his knees.
He finds that her brothers not so easy to please,
After all, his nights were just a paper striptease.
Shes caught it like some disease.
If he says no dancing,
Theres gonna be no dancing on my own.
She cant even speak to him.
He cant face her now.
He says even though I wanna shake your hand,
All I ever do is bow.
So know you see
How can it be?
Why cant you give me anythin but sympathy?
Theres gonna be no dancing when they get home.
No dancing,
Theres gonna be no dancing,
Theres gonna be no dancing on my own.
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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We walked on the beach
We walked on the beach
my shadow and I.
Rocks protruded
out of the sand
and a big ship passed by.
The tide was high
and the angry sea crashed
and slapped spray
upon the rocks.
a Strong wind scratched
me with buckets full of sand
and I wondered what had happened
to a perfect day at the beach,
but later the wind died down.
a Single gull surfed the air
and suddenly it wasn’t there
and only the green sea,
the white-hot sun,
surf crashing on the beach
and I remained.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Cool Touch
Writers: leo sayer & alan tarney
Hanging out with the nighttime clientele
Place your ladder for the social climb
Same old routine that you know so well
Another opening and another line
Its the cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Call your lover on the mobile phone
Cmon over well have some fun
Leave a message sayin theres no one home
I guess the good times just begun
Its the cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Cool touch--too much--its too muich
Too much--cool touch--or not enough
Cool touch--too much--too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
Take me take me to the sky above
Fool me fool me with your words of love
Cool touch--too much
Now shes reclined in the back of the sports car
Champagne and glasses he slips right in
No passing stranger couldve torn them two apart
Some games you play and you just cant help but win
The cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Cool touch--too much--its too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
Take me take me to the sky above
Fool me fool me with these words of love
Cool touch--too much
A wind is blowing through this get rich town
She wraps the fur round her pretty waist
He feels a shiver as he grips the wheel
Feeling strangely out of place
Bring me bring someone I can trust
All this glitters just a bag of dust
Cool touch--too much--its too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
I had enough of this cool touch
Kids stuff
But I cant get enough
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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My Daughter and Me
Walking on the beach leaving our footprints in the sand,
Laughing and giggling as we hold hands.
Finding pretty beach rocks and precious seashells,
Collecting them all in our pretty pink pails
Down from the apparatus and up on the swings
Running in the grass flapping our imaginary wings
Enjoying our picnic under the big shady tree,
How I just love when it’s my daughter and me
At home playing dress up, wearing my dress and my shoes
Dancing in the mirror while we sing the blues
Building a indoor tent, making shadow puppet in the light
Read long bedtime story to sleep through the night
Off to the kitchen baking sugar cookies and cupcakes
Blending fruit smoothies and strawberry milkshakes
Making sure we carefully follow Granny’s recipe
How I just love when it’s my daughter and me
Relaxing at the aquarium watching the fish swim and play
Blowing kisses to the fish and mimic the way they sway
Touching the dolphins and feeding them too
I love watching you smile and seeing that light shine within you
Painting girly colors, and shiny glitter on our toes
Styling our hair, and wearing matching clothes
On our way to the mall for our shopping spree
How I just love when it’s my daughter and me
poem by JeQuethia Jones
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Song - A Girl With Hair Like Yours
A girl with hair like yours
Was standing on the bus
She hurled me back into
A sudden swirl of us
I couldn’t push straight through
I couldn’t turn away
We kissed down by the shore
In cold and salty spray
A girl with hair like yours
She turned on all the lights
She broke down all the doors
Invaded all my nights
She told me she was mine
then caught a flight to Spain
I danced around the gym
With you and Don McLean
A girl with hair like yours
Made everything less clear
I set sail for her shore
We walked down every street
She said she couldn’t stay
She said she couldn’t leave
then never said a word
Until we couldn’t breathe
A girl with hair like yours
She soothed me ‘til I bled
We’d walk that extra mile
Wherever darkness led
We crossed the oceans wide
And flew too near the sun
I thought we’d reach the light
When you were twenty one
A girl with hair like yours
was electricity
She lit some ancient fuse
With nails and chemistry
She broke into my veins
And left my heart in flames
We burned in darkness when
Our love was innocent
We danced across the bay
While Harry Nilsson played
(chorus)
It wasn’t so spectacular
Not blonde or black it’s true
And neither this or that colour
Just curly brown and hanging down
It got me wanting you
Beach
Sitting on the beach with my feet in the sand
Letting the song of the ocean clear my mind of ever thing
Sitting on the beach with my feet in the sand
Watching the surfers chase the perfect wave
Sitting on the beach with my feet in the sand
Watching the sun set on yet another perfect day
poem by Ron St Jean
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Overlooking Life
When I die I will miss the beach
The cool sensation of the salty breeze against your face,
Walking along the shore trying to find that perfect sea shell,
Building sandcastles even if you are a little too old!
Laying on the hot sand soaking up the sun,
The feel of wet sand squishing between your toes,
Diving in to the bubbly water,
I hope there is a beach in heaven.
poem by Kallie Gamble
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A Walk By The Water
As the thick foam disperses, it looks as though
A section of sea has been covered with white lace.
As one lot of water withdraws from the shore,
With another wave of water, it is rapidly replaced.
Along the shore, feeling lonely and abandoned,
Are rows of beach huts, and a few wooden boats;
Their once brightly coloured, perfect paintwork,
Is now peeling, and looks in need of a new coat.
The rows of beach huts, which I pass by,
Are painted colours of every possible hue.
The huts are unique: no two are the same;
There is purple, peach, and pale pink too.
Dozens of dogs race around the deserted beach;
Each of them seems to have such endless energy.
Dogs dart around here, there, and everywhere,
Barking loudly with joy, now that they're free.
Amusement arcades are closed for the season.
Only a handful of beach cafes are open for trade;
During the summer months, they make much money,
But, come the winter, and their business quickly fades.
Brightly coloured buoys bob about in the bolshy ocean;
Of impending danger, they warn any approaching ships.
I walk into the freezing wind, which blows into my face;
My cheeks are like ice to touch, and I have tingling lips.
Deep patches of displaced sand from the beach,
Now softly cushion my ever slowing, tired tread.
On the tarmac, my feet rhythmically Tap! Tap! Tap!
But on the sand, the sound is suddenly cut stone dead.
Before I make my way back up in to the town,
I face towards the sea to capture one last thought;
It is then that I spot a young man on the beach,
Being photographed in nothing but his shorts!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Lost At Sea.
You remember now the sound of the sea,
The crashing of waves, the white and grey
Gulls in the sky. Mother said, don’t go too
Far out; keep an eye on the young ones.
The cold water made you hop about when
It first went over your bare feet. You knew
Where the young ones were, you could see
Them there at the water’s edge running in
And out as the cold water chased them.
The beach was crowded; the crowds seemed
To occupy each area with their deckchairs,
Windbreakers and towels spread on the sand.
The bright sun shone down heavily; the air
Was still. And Mother’s voice loudly shouting,
Where’s Baba? Where’s she gone? And the
Place she was with the others was without
Her presence now; the panic gripped you.
Your eyes scanned the beach and sea; you ran
Along the beach near the water’s edge gazing
Out at the wide expanse of ocean, ignoring the
Passing ships on the horizon, the sailing boats,
The far out swimmers, just looking for Baba,
Your eyes searching each face, each child, every
Little one running on the beach or out at sea out
Of reach. Mother came running down the beach
Towards you, her face red with effort, her mouth
Screaming out words carried off by the other
Sounds and the sea’s call, pointing out at ocean’s
Hold as a man came up and out of the waves,
Water dripping, eyes wide, and in his arms, Baba
Limp and her swaying head, hair hanging wet,
Seeming lost to you, small arms swinging, dead.
poem by Terry Collett
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Home to Me
The tired houses leaning side by side
The rusty bicycle you always ride
The fisherman whose ship is work and pride
They all are home to me
The sand that’s blowing on the lonely beach
The waves that bring the shore a treasure each
The wrinkled hand that’s always there to reach
How that is home to me
The mother waiting on the windy pier
The cry of seagulls that are always here
The far away sons and the one who’s near
So much is home to me
The grandchild who’ll be born in fall
The silent men who’ve seen it all
The drunk man waiting for the final call
That all is home to me
poem by Ina SchrodersZeeders
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On The Beach
I can think of nothing better
Than dancing on the beach
See a girl, you can go and get her
Your troubles will be out of reach
*(On the beach) You can dance to a rock n roll
(On the beach) Hear the Bossa Nova, played with soul
(On the beach) You can dance, twist and shout
(On the beach) Everybody hear me come on out
On the beach (Come on, everybody, stomp your feet)
On the beach (You can dance with anyone you meet)
Cause your troubles are out of reach
On the beach
Umm, this is fun
Umm, wont you tell me
Im the one youre gonna dance with
Yeah, Bossa Nova!
Umm, this is fun
Umm, now I know
Im the one youre gonna dance with
Yeah, twist and shout now!
You can do the dance that you want to
With anyone that you meet
And if the Bossa Nova doesnt get you
The twist will have you on you feet
(Repeat *)
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Beach Shack
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
When youre through swimming
Ill dry your back
Come and relax girl
In my little beach shack
Dum-di-dum-di-dum, yeah-yeah-yeah
Therell be nothing youll lack
Its a pleasure to welcome you
In my little beach shack
In my beach shack, baby well be alone
In my beach shack, Ill make you feel at home
Take off that wet cap
Let down your hair
Come to my beach shack
Youll be comfortable there
Dum-di-dum-di-dum, yeah-yeah-yeah
Be my guest, have a snack
See how nice I feed company
In my little beach shack
In my beach shack, baby well be alone
In my beach shack, Ill make you feel at home
Come see my etchings
I wish you would
Dont be afraid girl
My intentions are good
You believe me now..
Dum-di-dum-di-dum, yeah-yeah-yeah
I know girls by the pack
Theres no-one I want there but you
In my little beach shack
In my beach shack, baby well be alone
In my beach shack, Ill make you feel at home
In my little beach shack....
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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