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 The spark from a leyden jar generates magnetic waves, which Guglielmo Marconi used to send messages right across the Atlantic. Radio inspired Surfin' to You, the first of my beach songs. Thanks to Glenn Redcay and Steve Patton for the bass and drums on this one, recorded at the studio in Paradise. Surfin' To You.mp3 Surfin' To You With a crown in your pocket And your feet on the sand at some hotel beach Your slim smile's a rocket Little shells in your hand all that you can reach Well, pick 'em all up and save 'em for me I'm riding to you Down by the sea The radio towers Transmission of promise, the dawning day I'm drivin' for hours Surfin' to you on magnetic waves They're playin' a song I know you can hear It's comin' at you Loud and clear There's a place in the ocean All the creatures that live there are blue and green An ancient dream potion Turns their features to faces that you have seen Well don't let 'em keep you it's cold down there I'm waitin' for you Come on up for air Well don't let 'em keep you it's cold down there I'm waitin' for you Come on up for air Come on up for air |