Surfer King - A.A. Bondy

Behind the red door in american skin

there is a murder of roses

In the midnight hiss come cover me there

For i am electric nothing

Out on the tide strangers all are drowing by

Under eclipse i wait for your kiss

with the beating of all these idiot hearts

No more evil now, no horror sound, no maniac song from a tyrant

And the surfer king will show me everything in the great green flash of the

evening

Out on the tide strangers we ride

smoke in our eyes

under eclipse, i wait for your kiss

with the beating of all these idiot hearts