Astoria, Menthol Lite, Hilltop, Wave of Evil, 1982 - Blackout Beach

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