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Beach Boys
Beach Boys


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Откуда Hawthorne, California, United States
Жанры Traditional pop
Art Rock
Baroque Pop
Psychedelic Rock
Psychedelic Pop
Surf Rock
Годы 1961—н.в.
Лейблы Columbia Records
Capitol Records
Reprise Records
Caribou Records
Ariola Records
См. также Glen Campbell
Jan and Dean
The Honeys
The Flames
Сайт Website
Состав
Brian Wilson
Al Jardine
Bruce Johnston
Mike Love
Бывшие участники
Carl Wilson
Dennis Wilson
David Marks
Ricky Fataar
Blondie Chaplin
Glen Campbell



Альбом Beach Boys


The Greatest Hits, Volume 1: 20 Good Vibrations (1999)
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Let's go surfin' now
Everybody's learning how
Come on a safari with me
(Come on a safari with...)

Early in the morning we'll be startin' out
Some honeys will be comin' along
We're loadin' up our Woody
With the boards inside
And headin' out singin' our song

Come on (surfin') baby wait and see (surfin' safari)
Yes I'm gonna (surfin') take you surfin' (surfin' safari)with me
Come along (surfin') baby wait and see (surfin' safari)
Yes I'm gonna (surfin') take you surfin' (surfin' safari)with me

Let's go surfin' now
Everybody's learning how
Come on a safari with me
(Come on a safari with...)

At Huntington and Malibu
They're shooting the pier
At Rincon they're walking the nose
We're going on safari to the islands this year
So if you're coming get ready to go

Come on (surfin') baby wait and see (surfin' safari)
Yes I'm gonna (surfin') take you surfin' (surfin' safari)with me
Come along (surfin') baby wait and see (surfin' safari)
Yes I'm gonna (surfin') take you surfin' (surfin' safari)with me

Let's go surfin' now
Everybody's learning how
Come on and safari with me
(Come on and safari with...)

They're ranglin in lagona, and sierra soux,
they're kickin' out in doheny too.
I tell you surfin's kinda wild, it's getting bigger everyday
from hawaii to the shores of peru.

Come on (surfin') baby wait and see (surfin' safari)
Yes I'm gonna (surfin') take you surfin' (surfin' safari)with me
Come along (surfin') baby wait and see (surfin' safari)
Yes I'm gonna (surfin') take you surfin' (surfin' safari)with me

Let's go surfin' now
Everybody's learning how
Come on and safari with me
(Come on and safari with...)

With me
Surfin' Safari
With me
Surfin' Safari
With me
Surfin' Safari
With me
Surfin' Safari
With me
Surfin' Safari
With me
Surfin' Safari
With me
Surfin' Safari

. . .


she's real fine my 409
she's real fine my 409
my 409
MUYUUTTTTTAAAAAA

well i saved my pennies and i saved my dimes
(giddy up giddy up 409)
for i knew there would be a time
(giddy up giddy up 409)
when i would buy a brand new 409
(409)
giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 40...

Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409
409 ooooo
(giddy up giddy up ooooooo)
(giddy up giddy up oooooo)
(giddy up giddy up oooooo)
(giddy up giddy up)

when i take her to the track she really shines
(giddy up giddy up 409)
she always turns in the fastest times
(giddy up giddy up 409)
my four speed dual quad posi-traction 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)

giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
giddy up 40...
nothing can catch her
nothing can touch my 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)
giddy up 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)
giddy up 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)

. . .


If everybody had an ocean
Across the U. S. A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californi-a
You'd see 'em wearing their baggies
Huarachi sandals too
A bushy bushy blonde hairdo
Surfin' U. S. A.

You'd catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar
Ventura County line
Santa Cruz and Trestle
Australia's Narrabeen
All over Manhattan
And down Doheny Way

Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.

We'll all be planning that route
We're gonna take real soon
We're waxing down our surfboards
We can't wait for June
We'll all be gone for the summer
We're on surfari to stay
Tell the teacher we're surfin'
Surfin' U. S. A.

Haggerties and Swamies
Pacific Palisades
San Onofre and Sunset
Redondo Beach L. A.
All over La Jolla
At Wa'imea Bay.

Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S. A.

Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S. A.

Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S. A.

. . .


Tach it up, tach it up
Buddy gonna shut you down

It happened on the strip where the road is wide
Two cool shorts standin' side by side
My fuel injected stingray and a four-thirteen
We're revvin' up are engines and it sounds real mean

Tach it up, tach it up
Buddy gonna shut you down

Declinin' numbers at an even rate
At the count of one we both accelerate
My stingray is light my slicks are starting to spin
But the four-thirteen's really diggin' in

Gotta be cool now
Power shift here we go

Super stock dodge winding out in low
But my fuel injected stingray's really startin' to go
To get the traction I'm a ridin' the clutch
My pressure plate's burning, that machine's too much

Pedals to the floor here his duel quads drink
But the four-thirteen's lead is startin' to shrink
He's hot with ram induction but it's understood
I got a fuel injected engine sittin' under my hood

Shut it off, shut it off
Buddy gonna shut you down

Shut it off, Shut it off
Buddy gonna shut you down

. . .


Little surfer, little one
Made my heart come all undone.
Do you love me?
Do you surfer girl?
My little surfer girl.

I have watched you on the shore
Standing by the ocean's roar.
Do you love me?
Do you surfer girl?

We could ride the surf together
While our love would grow.
In my woody, I would take you
Everywhere I go.

So I say from me to you
I will make your dreams come true.
Do you love me?
Do you surfer girl?
My little surfer girl.
Little one.
Little one.


. . .


Little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got

Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me he don't even try
'Cause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly
She's my little deuce coupe you don't know what I got

Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill
But she'll walk a thunderbird Like she's standin' still
She's ported and relieved and she's stroked and bored
She'll do a hundred and forty with the top end floored
She's my little deuce coupe you don't know what I got

She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten 'till the lake pipes roar
And if that ain't nough to make you flip your lid
There's one more thing I got the pink slip daddy

And coming off the line when the light turns green
Well she blows 'em outta the water like you never seen
I get pushed out of shape and it's hard to steer
When I get rubber in all four gears
She's my little deuce coupe you don't know what I got
She's my little deuce coupe you don't know what I got

. . .


Catch a wave and you're sitting on top of the world

Don't be afraid to try the greatest sport around
Everybody tries it once
Those who don't just have to put it down
You paddle out turn around and raise
And baby that's all there is to the coastline craze
You gotta catch a wave and you're sittin' on top of the world

Not just a fad cause it's been going on so long
All the surfers going strong
They said it wouldn't last too long
They'll eat their words with a fork and spoon
And watch 'em they'll hit the road and all be surfin' soon
And when they catch a wave they'll be sittin' on top of the world

Catch a wave and your sittin' on top of the world

So take a lesson from a top-notch surfer boy
Get yourself a big board
But don't you treat it like a toy
Just get away from the shady turf
And baby go catch some rays on the sunny surf
And when you catch a wave you'll be sittin on top of the world

Catch a wave and you'll be sittin' on top of the world
Catch a wave and you'll be sittin' on top of the world
Catch a wave and you'll be sittin' on top of the world

. . .


When some loud braggart tries to put me down
And says his school is great
I tell him right away
"Now what's the matter buddy
Ain't you heard of my school,
It's number one in the state"

hey hey take it away get that ball and fight

(ra ra ra ra sis boom ba...)
So be true to your school
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school
And let your colors fly
So be true to your school

I got a letterman's sweater
With a letter in front
I got for football and track
I'm proud to wear it now
When I cruise around
The other parts of the town
I got my decal in back

So be true to your school
(ra ra ra ra sis boom ba...)
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school
And let your colors fly
So be true to your school

Do it again do it again, we like it, we like it

On Friday we'll be jacked up for the football game
And I'll be ready to fight
We're gonna smash 'em now
My girl will be working on her pom-poms now
And she'll be yelling tonight

So be true to your school
(ra ra ra ra sis boom ba...)
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school now
And let your colors fly
So be true to your school

Push 'em back, push 'em back, way back

ra ra ra ra sis boom ba... (repeat)

. . .


Well, she got her daddy's car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand, now.
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man, now
And with the radio blastin'
Goes cruisin' just as fast as she can, now
And she'll have fun, fun, fun,
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away.

Well, the girls can't stand her
Cause she walks, looks and drives like an ace now.
She makes the Indy 500
Look like the Roman Chariot Race, now.
A lot of guys try to catch her,
But she leads 'em on a wild goose chase, now
And she'll have fun, fun, fun,
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away.

Well, you knew all along
That your dad was gettin' wise to you, now
And since he took your set of keys,
You've been thinkin' that your fun is all through, now,
But you can come along with me
'Cause we've got a lot of things to do, now
And we'll have fun, fun, fun,
Now that daddy took the T-Bird away.
And we'll have fun, fun, fun,
Now that daddy took the T-Bird away.

. . .


Round round get around
I get around
Yeah
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Get around round round I get around
My kinda town
Get around round round I get around
I'm a real cool head
Get around round round I get around
I'm makin' real good bread

I'm gettin' bugged driving up and down the same old strip
I gotta finda new place where the kids are hip

My buddies and me are getting real well known
Yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone

I get around
Get around round round I get around
My kinda town
Get around round round I get around
I'm a real cool head
Get around round round I get around
I'm makin' real good bread
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Round
Get around round round oooo
get around 'round 'round oooo

We always take my car cause it's never been beat
And we've never missed yet with the girls we meet

None of the guys go steady cause it wouldn't be right
To leave their best girl home now on Saturday night

I get around
Get around round round I get around
My kinda town
Get around round round I get around
I'm a real cool head
Get around round round I get around
I'm makin' real good bread
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Round
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Round round get around
I get around
Yeah
Get around round round I get around
Get around round round I get around
Wah wa ooo
Get around round round I get around
Oooo ooo ooo
Get around round round I get around
Ahh ooo ooo
Get around round round I get around
Wah wa ooo
Get around round round I get around
Wah wa ooo

. . .


After 6 hours of school
I had enough for the day
I hit the radio dial
And turn it up all the way

CHORUS
I gotta dance
Right on the spot
The beats really hot
Dance
Dance
Dance yeah!

When i feel put down I try to shake it off quick
With my chick by my side
The radio does the trick

CHORUS

At the weekend dance
We like to show up last
I play it cool when it's slow
and jump it up when its fast

CHORUS x2 then fade out

. . .


Do you wanna dance and hold my hand
Tell me baby I'm your lover man
Oh baby, do you wanna dance

Do you wanna dance under the moonlight
Hold me baby all through the night
Oh baby, do you wanna dance

Do you do you do you do you wanna dance (x3)

Do you wanna dance under the moonlight
Kiss me baby all trough the night
Baby do you wanna dance

Do you wanna dance under the moonlight
Squeeze me squeeze me all trough the night
Oh, baby do you wanna dance

Do you do you do you do you wanna dance (x3)

Solo

Do you do you do you do you wanna dance (x3)

Do you do you do you do you wanna dance (x3)
fade

. . .


Well since she put me down I've been out doin' in my head
Come in late at night and in the mornin' I just lay in bed

Well, Rhonda you look so fine (look so fine)
And I know it wouldn't take much time
For you to help me Rhonda
Help me get her out of my heart

Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda yeah
Get her out of my heart

She was gonna be my wife
And I was gonna be her man
But she let another guy come between us
And it shattered our plan

Well, Rhonda you caught my eye (caught my eye)
And I can give you lotsa reasons why
You gotta help me Rhonda
Help me get her out of my heart

Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda yeah
Get her out of my heart

Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda yeah
Get her out of my heart

Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda
Help, help me Rhonda

. . .


Well, east coast girls
Are hip
I really dig those
Styles they wear.
And the Southern girls
With the way they talk,
They knock me out
When I'm down there.
The mid-west farmer's daughters
Really make you feel alright
And the Northern girls
With the way they kiss,
They keep their boyfriends
Warm at night.

I wish they all could be California girls
Wish they all could be Californian
I wish they all could be California girls

The west coast
Has the sunshine
And the girls all
Get so tanned.
I dig a french bikini
On the wild island girls
By a palm tree in the sand.
I've been all around this
Great big world
And I seen all kind of girls,
Yeah, but I couldn't wait
To get back in the states.
Back to the cutest girls
In the world.

I wish they all could be California girls
Wish they all could be Californian
I wish they all could be California girls

I wish they all could be California girls
Wish they all could be Californian
I wish they all could be California girls
Wish they all could be Californian
I wish they all could be California girls

. . .


Ah, ba ba ba ba Barbara Ann
Ba ba ba ba Barbara Ann

Oh Barbara Ann, take my hand
Barbara Ann
You got me rockin' and a-rollin'
Rockin' and a-reelin'
Barbara Ann ba ba
Ba Barbara Ann

Went to a dance, lookin' for romance
Saw Barbara Ann, so I thought I'd take a chance
With Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann
Take my hand
You got me rockin' and a-rollin'
(Oh! Oh!)
Rockin' and a-reelin'
Barbara Ann ba ba
Ba ba ba ba black sheep

Ba ba ba ba Barbara Ann
Ba ba ba ba Barbara Ann

Barbara Ann, take my hand
Barbara Ann
You got me rockin' and a-rollin'
Rockin' and a-reelin'
Barbara Ann ba ba
Ba Barbara Ann

(Let's go now!)
(Ow!)
([...])
([...], Carl.)
(Hal, and his famous ashtray!)
([...])
(You smell like Rocky. You're always scratchin' it.)
(Hey, come on!)
(Scratch it, Carl, scratch it, baby, right over there.
Down a little lower. Down a little lower!)
(Saw-- Tried--)

Tried Peggy Sue
Tried Betty Lou
Tried Mary Lou
But I knew she wouldn't do
Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann
Take my hand
Barbara Ann
Take my hand
You got me rockin' and a-rollin'
Rockin' and a-reelin'
Barbara Ann ba ba
Ba Barbara Ann

Ba ba ba ba Barbara Ann
Ba ba ba ba Barbara Ann
Barbara Ann
Take my hand
Barbara Ann
You got me rockin' and a-rollin'
Rockin' and a-reelin'
Barbara Ann ba ba
Ba Barbara Ann

Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann
Oh, Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann
Yeah, Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann
Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann
You got me rockin' and a-rollin'
Rockin' and a-reelin'
Barbara Ann ba ba
Ba Barbara Ann

(Let's try that again. One more.)

You got me rockin' and a-rollin'
Rockin' and a-reelin'
Barbara Ann ba ba
Ba Barbara Ann

(Ha ha. Let's try it one more time.)

You got me rockin' and a-rollin'
Rockin' and a-reelin'
Barbara Ann ba ba
Ba Barbara Ann

(Let's try it once more.)
(One more time. More artistic flavor.)

One more time
You got me rockin' and a-rollin'
Barbara Ann
Woah
You got me rockin'
You got me rollin'
Oh, Barbara Ann

(Thank you very much, folks.)
(Thanks, Dean.)
(Yeah, it's not bad.)

. . .


We come on the Sloop John B
My grandfather and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
Well I feel so broke up
I wanna go home

So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, yeah, yeah
Well I feel so broke up
I wanna go home

Well. first mate, he got drunk
Broke in the captain's trunk
The constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone, yeah, yeah
Well I feel so broke up
I wanna go home

So hoist up the John B's sails
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home
Hoist up the John B
I feel so broke up
I wanna go home, let me go home

The poor cook he caught the fits
And threw away all my grits
And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
Let me go home
Why don't they let me go home
This is the worst trip I've ever been on

So hoist up the John B's sails
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home

. . .


Wouldn't it be nice if we were older
Then we wouldn't have to wait so long
And wouldn't it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong

You know it's gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together

Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new
And after having spent the day together
Hold each other close the whole night through

Happy times together we've been spending
I wish that every kiss was never ending
Wouldn't it be nice

Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray
It might come true
Baby then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do
We could be married
And then we'd be happy
Wouldn't it be nice

You know it seems the more we talk about it
It only makes it worse to live without it
But let's talk about it
Wouldn't it be nice

Good night baby
Sleep tight baby

Good night baby
Sleep tight baby

. . .


I may not always love you
But long as there are stars above you
You never need to doubt it
I'll make you so sure about it

God only knows what I'd be without you

If you should ever leave me
Though life would still go on believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would living do me

God only knows what I'd be without you

God only knows what I'd be without you

If you should ever leave me
Well life would still go on believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would living do me

God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows what I'd be without you
God only knows
God only knows what I'd be without you

. . .


I, I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air

I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me excitations
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
(Oom bop bop good vibrations)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)

Close my eyes
She's somehow closer now
Softly smile, I know she must be kind
When I look in her eyes
She goes with me to a blossom world

I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me excitations
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
(Oom bop bop good vibrations)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)

I don't know where, but she sends me there.

Gotta keep those a lovin good vibrations
A happenin' with her
Gotta keep...

Hum be dum hum be dum
Hum be dum hum be dum

(repeat Gotta keep.. 1X

Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
(I'm pickin' up good vibrations)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop)
(Excitations)
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop Exi)

Ta tay ta tation

Vibrations

. . .


Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you
Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go
Jamaica

Off The Florida Keys
There's a place called Kokomo
That's where you wanna go to get away from it all

Bodies in the sand
Tropical drink melting in your hand
We'll be falling in love
To the rhythm of a steel drum band
Down in Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you
To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go

Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo
We'll get there fast
And then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go
Way down to Kokomo

To Martinique, that Montserrat Mystique

We'll put out to sea
And we'll perfect our chemistry
By and by we'll defy a little bit of gravity

Afternoon delight
Cocktails and moonlit nights
That dreamy look in your eye
Give me a tropical contact high
Way down in Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you
To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go

Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo
We'll get there fast
And then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go
Way down to Kokomo

Port Au Prince I wanna catch a glimpse

Everybody knows
A little place like Kokomo
Now if you wanna go
And get away from it all
Go down to Kokomo

Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take ya to
Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go

Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo
We'll get there fast
And then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go
Way down to Kokomo

Ooo I wanna take you down to Kokomo

. . .


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