paroles de chanson Surfing The Crowd - Chilly Gonzales

Surf, surf, surfing the crowd
Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds
The music is loud, the crowd is aroused
Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd
Surf, surf, surfing the crowd
Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds
The music is loud, the crowd is aroused
Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd

Surfing the crowd is like sex to me
The agony, the ecstasy
The crowd is aroused as they enter me
This might end with a pregnancy
Surfing the crowd, pure energy
Taken to the nth degree
I'm not kidding like vasectomy
Yes, it's me

The show of the goddamn century
I perform so many feats like centipedes
If you're empty
I will fill you with melodies
Open you, sesame
But I'm not your celebrity
I did 10 years of psychotherapy
So your friend is who I won't pretend to be
Oh you want a selfie? I don't think it's healthy

Born in the 70s, sad child
My own worst enemy
Maybe making it rhyme could be the remedy
Words as weaponry might be the recipe

My life was a movie I was in every scene
Adrenaline shots like amphetamines
I thought CG was a better me
'Cause the old me was a memory

I was attention starved
Wanted too much, I went too far
All this pain left a scar
Don't let it get too close like ASMR

I had a feeling I would be a star
And it gets me hard, engorged enlarged
In charge like a credit card

I penned these bars for my repertoire
Fuck self-regard, Fuck avant-garde
This is beyond music, this is air guitar

Surf, surf, surfing the crowd
Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds
The music is loud, the crowd is aroused
Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd
Surf, surf, surfing the crowd
Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds
The music is loud, the crowd is aroused
Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd

Surf, surf, surfing the crowd

It was unexpected, so I let it be
I found the exit and I felt the breeze
Blowing through the leaves of a tree that I'd never seen
No one is always nice, no one is never mean
I'm projection free, your hands carry me, protecting me

So was it all a dream?
Is the answer a question?
Am I a contestant on the game show "jeopardy"?
Why am I obsessed with intensity?
The feeling when she sleeps next to me
The safest space, like an embassy
The song of the bird in the clouds
Like it was written by Claude Debussy

Surfing the crowd is my destiny
Surfing the crowd, it was meant to be
And you can't change the past
But the future is bright like a Xmas tree

And time is a flat circle
And it looks like a pizza, so I want extra cheese
I'm on a spending spree
Twenty g's for a show, yes please

How sweaty can a fellow be
This Tacchini tracksuit is a felony
Porn star 'stache Ron Jeremy
Living in your head rent free, telepathy

High as the mezzanine
And making it last like the letter Z
'Cause I got plans for 2023
This is the end of the song, not the end of me

Surf, surf, surfing the crowd
Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds
The music is loud, the crowd is aroused
Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd
Surf, surf, surfing the crowd
Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds
The music is loud, the crowd is aroused
Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd