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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Peter Bruntnell
Peter Bruntnell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Bruntnell
Peter Bruntnell
Composer

Lyrics

This grey rubber suit, it’s driving me mad
Am I a sex symbol or just Superbad
It don’t feel like cord but it makes me wanna dance
I’m a fish out of water, I’m lost in a trance
Oh I just wanna be like the surfers on TV
And you could be that girl
To save me from the sharks of this world
This grey rubber suit, it makes me feel lean
I swim underwater like a submarine
But what I have done, it’s hard to defend
Tell me how many hearts can this ocean mend
Oh I just wanna be like the surfers on TV
And you could be that girl
To save me from the sharks of this world
Blame it on the moon and the tide
Blame it on the wind that blew my mind
Blame it on me, I know I wronged
Blame it on the birds and their songs
I’ve been all round this world
From the shores of Lake Erie
Rocky Mount Virginia, Tennessee Johnson City
To the banks of the Thames, in the cold winter snow
Now I’m lost in the kitchen with no place to go
Oh I just wanna be like the people on TV
And you could be that girl
To save me from the sharks of this world
Written by: Peter Bruntnell
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