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Crimson Wave - Tacocat



     
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It's that time, that time of the month
Well I woke up early and I got a hunch
Gonna head on down to the beach today, surf all my girl probs away
'Cause all I wanna do is cry, ask mother nature why why why
Listen to the Cramps on my stereo, turn it up as loud as it will go
Surfin', surfin' the wave
All the girls are surfin' the wave
Surfin' the crimson wave today
Gonna call in sick to work, I don't care, my boss is a jerk
Can't believe all the pain I'm in, get me white wine and vicodin
Call my girls see if they wanna go, take their minds off dumb aunt flo
Sew a scarlet letter on my bathing suit, 'cause I've got sharks in hot pursuit
Surfin', surfin' the wave
All the girls are surfin' the wave
Surfin' the crimson wave today
There are communists in the summer house
There are communists in the summer house
Offer them some primrose tea, if you need me, you know where I'll be

Surfin', surfin' the wave
All the girls are surfin' the wave
Surfin' the crimson wave today
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Like a fluorescent-lit snack-aisle oasis in some desolate interstate road stop, brimming with Skittles and limited-edition Sno Balls, Tacocat's Easter-egg-hued pop-punk-pop is bubblegum-sticky with hooks, bound to brighten up the most drab stretch of bummer backroad. The band's four-person, seven-layer-burrito came together organically: Lelah Maupin (drums) and Eric Randall (guitar) met in their native Longview, WA—two hours south of Seattle, the very town that Green Day named their breakout debut single after.

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