Liner
notes for I Had to Be Born This Century
MUSICIANS: Darryl Cherney (lead & background
vocals, acoustic guitar, piano, keyboards, percussion,
keyboard bass, harmonica); Carol Campbell, Maria
Carrilto, Anna Banana, Dee Johns, Tyler Johns, Jennifer
Yount, Mickal Shapiro, & Frogs (background vocs);
Rosy Bosco (sitar); Craig Johns (chainsaw); Anonymous
(piano on "Chernobyl Blues"); Greg King
(lead vocal, "Houses and Cars"); Camilla,
Christine, Tom Skeele & Lynn Burchfield (hand
claps); Rosco Morris (banjo); Judy Zweiman (guitar
& bckgrd vocs. on "Aileen"); Che Guevara
(bass on "Aileen"); David Yee (drums on
"Aileen"); Willie Bosco (fiddle); Chris
Brannan (bass); Mokai (guitar on "Sally Bell").
TECHNICIANS: Darryl Cherney (Producer & Engineering
on TEAC 3440); Tom Skeele(Ass't Engineer); Marc
Dann (Engineer on "Aileen," Fast Folk
Studio, NYC)
COVER ART: Mokai. GRAPHICS: Chivco & Ellen
Komp
SPECIAL THANKS TO: Craig Johns, Constantine &
Phyllis, Bob & Ruth Anne, Gil & Cecelia,
Agnes, Sally Bell, Mike Roselle, Helen Matthews,
Johanna & Bob, Larry at Wild Horse Records,
Dee Johns, Ed & Mary Alice Denson at Kicking
Mule Records, Lone Wolf Circles, Dave Foreman, Tom
Skeele, David Katz of Alternative Energy, Rod Allen
of KUKI-FM, Paul DiMark, Wayne Miller, Mike Davis,
Audrey Dragavon, Flamin' Raymond, Sue Nowak, KIEM-TV,
& KVIQ-TV Eureka, KMUD-FM Garberville, &
a special one for Kingfisher, who brought me here.
This album is dedicated to the old growth forests,
the mountain lion, the South Fork of the Eel, Mother
Nature, my mom, dad and sister, and the working
men and women of the Pacific Lumber Company, Scotia,
California.
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Earth First! © Darryl
Cherney
Am///G/Am/G ..Am///G/Am/G..Am///G/Am/G ..Am///G/Am/G
(Am) Clearcutting chainsaws killing the (Am) trees
(G/Am/G)
(Am) Disrupting everything that lives in (Am) peace
(G/Am/G)
Our (Am) animal friends are on the (Am) run (G/Am/G)
(Am) But there's nowhere to go when the job is (Am)
done (G/Am/G)
(F) How can we stand by (Am) while this all takes
place
(F) We've got to stop this inhuman (E) race
( Am) No compromise (G/Am/G) ( Am) No compromise
(G/Am/G)
( Am) No compromise (G/Am/G) ( Am) No compromise
(G/Am/G)
(Am) No compromise in de-(G) fense of Mother (F)
Earth (E)
Earth (Am) First! Am///G/Am/G ..Am///G/Am/G.
Strip mining mountains by the ton digging up that
uranium
Bald eagle looking for a place to land but its all
gone for a nuclear plant
Must we poison the water, earth and air just to
cook a piece of toast or blow dry our hair?
(F) Don't we know there's (Am) gonna come a time
(F) When the tables will be (Am) turned
(F) What will we say to (Am) answer for these crimes
(F) And for our lessons never (E) learned (E7)
All native peoples of the Earth the land is yours
by right of birth
But the corporations can't stand to see the way
that we were meant to be
Our sisters and brothers are dying every day while
we drink our coffee and look the other way
So how do we make up for our mistakes? The answer
is whatever it takes
Now the pen is mightier than the sword but a monkeywrench
can do a whole lot more
The revolution is just around the bend--Will Mother
Earth be your foe or friend?
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Where Are We Gonna Work When
the Trees Are Gone? © Darryl Cherney
Intro: (C)/(G)/(C)
Well, I (C) come from a long, long (G) line of tree-fallin'
(C) men
And this company town was here before my (G) grandpappy
settled in
We (F) kept enough trees a-standin', so our (C)
kids could tow the (F) line
But now a (C) big corporation come and (G) bought
us out, got us (F) workin' double- (C) time, but
tell me...
(F) Where are we gonna work when the trees are
(C) gone?
Will the big boss have us wash his car or (G) maybe
mow his lawn
(F) I'm a man, I'm a man I'm a lumberjack man
But I (C) fear it ain't for (F) long
Tell me (C) where are we gonna (G) work when the
trees are (C) gone?
Now these (C) corporate mergers (G) make no sense
to (C) me
But they've got this junk bond debt to pay so we're
(G) clearcutting all the trees
Now that (F) old fishing hole where I used to take
my (C) son
Lord, we trashed it out last (G) Monday morning,
(F) good God what have we (C) done?
But tell me,,,
Now those (C) trees they feed my (G) family you
now its (C) true
But the big boss got me wonderin' where we'll (G)
be in a year or two
Now I'm a (F) God-fearin' man but I know there doin'
(C) wrong, hey boys
We've got to (C) slow down this big (G) corporation,
be- (G) fore all the trees are (C) gone, ‘cause
tell me
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Chernobyl Blues ©
Darryl Cherney
(C) I read it in the (A) paper, (D) it didn't (G)
sound too (C) good
On one hot (A) Saturday night, (D) Kiev became a
bad (G) neighborhood
And a (C) thousand miles north in (C7) Sweden, (F)Geiger
counters started to (D7flat9) move
(C) Ain't only (A) Russia (D) got the Cher- (G)
nobyl (C) Blues
I got a letter from Germany from my friend Joachin
He said they can not drink their milk and they've
got to stay away from leafy greens
There's riots in Hamburg, riots in Berlin
For all the good they will do (or a hundred thousand
or two)
Ain't only in Russia, got the Chernobyl Blues
This big ole radiation cloud. it was floating around
Came on over to the U.S.A., then it landed on the
ground
It got on my car, it got on my house,
it's even on my blue suede shoes
Ain't only Russia, got the Chernobyl Blues
Now besides 400 nuclear plants,
We've got 50,000 nuclear bombs
And if we dropped one on Russia,
I wonder where the radiation cloud would come
'Cause the bomb that knocks out Moscow
will poison your hometown, too
(G) Can't be just (A) Russia, (D) got the Cher-
(G) nobyl
(D) Say don't get too (G) hopeful
(D) Got the Cher- (G) nobyl (C) Blues (A) (D) (G)
(C) (Bb) (C)
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Houses and Cars © by Greg
King & Darryl Cherney
(A) People are living in (E) houses and cars, houses
and cars (A) houses and cars
People are living in (E) houses and cars, houses
and cars and (A) sometimes in bars
(A) Watching TV every (E) night until three watching
TV each (A) night until three
Recessive gene pool be- (E) gins to awake chugging
your Pepsi your(A) brain starts to bake
(E) Driving along at a hundred and ten
You (A) know that your car is your very best friend
(E7) At the mechanic each day until five
(D7) It's the only way to keep your (E7) car alive
Every computer that I've ever known has made its
life wages controlling the clones
User unfriendly taking big bytes terminal nature,
a MacIntosh blight
The boiler is broken and the roof's caving in your
family's unconscious their wires are thin
The double lock's busted it's time to escape how
much longer are you gonna wait??
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Sunshine On The Mountain ©
Darryl Cherney
Intro: (C) (F) (G) (C)
(F) She was only 13, she was only a (G) child
(F) Living on a mountain in (C) California's (G)
wild
Her (F) moon was in Cancer and Libra her (C) sun
She liked to stay at (F) home but then she (G) dreamed
that she could (C) run
And (F) Sunshine sits by the warmth of a (G) stove
(F) Keeping safe from the night's misty (G) cold
But (F) when the sun comes up she's (C) out there
on the (F) run
That's (C) how it is for (F) Sunshine on the (G)
moun- (C) tain (F) (C) (F) (G)
School bell rings but she don't hear the call
She'd rather stay right here than learn nothing
at all
She dreams of the summer when she can be free
To make her mind up as to who she's gonna be
God made us all young but sometimes we forget
Seems like the less we know the older we get
Sunshine she knows plenty 'bout twice as much as
me
But will she lose it all or keep the memories
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The Ballad of BLM ©
Darryl Cherney
(C) Now the bureau of land management is (G) part
of the U.S.
And they manage the Earth much better than (C) anyone
else I guess
They (C7) know about the forest and the (F) mountains
high above
And they (G) know each damn tree is worth 'cause
trees are what they (C) love
Now they (C) lease our land for cattle 'cause they
(G) love the wildlife so
And keeping all the trees cut down helps the (C)
grass population grow
But our land is reaping fortunes so the (F) U.S.
can survive
Each (G) acre stomped by cattle earns a dollar thirty
(C) five
Hey (F) BLM you ain't the friend of the (C) eagle
and the bear
But the (D) corporations love you 'cause they (G)
get the lion's share
(F) Could it be you're jealous of the (C) world
you're tearing down?
'Cause if you was one tenth of a (grizzly, eagle,
coyote)
You'd be G) (stronger, see better, be smarter) than
you (are, see, are) (C) now
Now they have those public hearings where they
ask our point of view
Like what do ya think of this here thing on page
4002
And they're so easy to get to if you just know how
to drive
And you don't work and you've got no kids and your
rich uncle just died
Now I read it in the Bible and I saw it on TV
That the Lord created the universe and a whole lot
else we see
Like every worm and every tree God gave everything
a place
And it's managed all so perfectly except the human
race
'Cause a (F) coyote don't kill everything18 in
sight they (C) only take what they need
And they've (D) survived the cruelest predator--it's
(G) known as human greed
And (F) coyote's don't dump in the water, they don't
(C) poison the earth and sky
And a coyote may be tricky but a (G) coyote never
lies
Spoken: (C) Most of us ain't (F) 1/10 of a coyote,
but (C) not all of us make the (F) judgment of who
is better. We have (C) grown weak and foolish, (F)
and after we have (C) killed everything that is
beautiful (F) , then (C) we, too, shall die (F)
. and we (C) cannot escape that, (F) no matter how
hard we try. (F) Earth (C) First!
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It's Camp © Darryl Cherney
(G) Now Bobby and Suzie were broke, had (C) nowhere
they could go
(D) Someone told them in Northern California (G)
they could (D) make some (G) dough
All you need is a plot of land and (C) 9 or 10 little
seeds
Where (D) Reagan blew the economy Mother (G) Nature
(D) would suc- (G) ceed
Now (C) everything was going fine (G) for the first
year or two
They (D) spent their money back in town and (G)
boy how (D) that town (G) grew
They (C) never hurt nobody. but (G) somebody took
offense
And (A) that's when the Campaign Against Marijuana
(D) Planting (A) did com- (D) mence
It's (G) Camp with their helicopters, It's (C)
Camp with their keystone coppers
It's (D) Camp come to confiscate the (G) land (D)
It's (G) Camp forget the constitution, It's (C)
Camp reversing evolution
It's (D) Camp hey, we're getting camped on a- (G)
gain
Now Jimmy was an unemployed logger, he was clear
cut out of work
He had a wife and three small children, boy how
that man hurt
But then a hippie told him 'bout growing dope and
he thought he'd give it a try
And if there's only one thing that Jimmy learned
it's that hippies never lie
Now all the loggers at LP started to fall in line
Growing stuff instead of cutting it down suited
them just fine
Bankers, housewives, old folks too, began to see
the light
But some folks just get ornery when things start
going right
(G) ((F#)(F)(E) Well they'll break down your door
and they’ll rip up your floor
When they (A) come to search your home
They'll tear (D) up your Grandma's picture and x-(G)
ray your (d) doggie's (G) bone
They'll (F#) search (F) your (E) cesspool, spice
rack, kitty litter box
Your (A) children's teddy bear
Your (D) denture cream tube and your compost heap
and your dirty (A) under- (D) wear
Now we've got nuclear bombs and chemical waste
and we're running out of oil
We've got apartheid in South Africa and on Arizona's
soil
We've got herpes, AIDS and cancer, and animal torture
labs
We've got alcoholism and unemployment and poison
Tylenol tabs
But big business and the government they like things
the way they are
And they'll see that you're all pre-occupied paying
your Visa card
But plant a seed and watch them all come out of
their corporate caves
'Cause they don't want folks being self-sufficient
they might run out of slaves
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The Eel River Flood of 1986
ç Darryl Cherney
Intro: (G)(C)(G)(C)(G)(C)(G)(D)
(G) Now up in Humboldt County there's a (C) river
that they call the (G) Eel
And its waters start a-getting high 'round (A) winter
time each (D) year
(G) But back in 1986 it (C) rained for nine straight
(G) days
And the waters rose 30 feet or more and the (D)
flood began to (G) rage
I was living down in Piercy a hundred yards from
the rivers edge
But when I woke up on Sunday morning I found its
waters on my doorsteps
I started into packing all those things that I held
so dear
But I saw them all in a different light as the waters
came so near
And if you lived in (C) Myers Flat or (G) Benbow(C)
Miranda or Phillips- (G) ville
(C) Sprowel Creek or (G) Wyott (A) Scotia or Rio
(D) Dell
(C) Redcrest or (G) Redway
Or by the (C) bridge down at Sylvan-(G) dale (alt.
line--Fernbridge or Ferndale)
(C) You got to know that old Eel River
Better than most folks (Em) will (G)(C)(G)(C)(G)(C)(G)(D)
I tuned in to my radio to get the road report
Mud slides closed down 101 at Benbow to my North
And the bridge went out at Leggett we were cut off
from the South
And I started thinking how a month ago we were complaining
about a drought
I started thinking about old Noah and 'bout building
me an ark
But they'd cut down all the trees around I could
hardly find a piece of bark
And I wondered if God was angry or was this just
a twist of fate
And when we learn the answer I wonder will it be
too late
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Give 'Em Hell, Sally Bell ©
Darryl Cherney
Intro: (C)(G)(C)
I'm (C) here to sing the (G) tale of Sally (C) Bell
A (F) heroine by all that's "natur-(C) elle"
She's fighting (G) for the fir and redwood
So they (C) don't end up as deadwood
To make (D) room for the new Humboldt House Mo-(G)
tel
Now (C) Sally stands but five feet (G) two on tippy
(C) toes
But you (F) ougta see the kind of clout she (C)
throws
She'll stand in (G) front of a bulldozer
Screaming (C) buddy don't come closer
That (D) tree is going to stand right where it (G)
grows
Give 'em (F) hell, Sally Bell, give 'em (C) hell
Seems like that's what they've been wanting so you
(D) really might as (G) well
Give 'em (F) hell, Sally Bell, give 'em (C) hell
Mother Nature's own crusader
Save the redwoods (G) Sally (C) Bell
Now Sally went on up to Centerville
Where those Navy boys were doing their own will
Tracking down those Russian nuke subs
With these cameras, size of bath tubs
That they're dropping in the ocean for a spell
But Sally said, "Uh-uh big boys, no more
What'cha tired of the redwoods now you want the
ocean floor"
But they had her quick arrested when an admiral
protested
That this little girl was blocking up his door
Now they sentenced Sally Bell to thirty days
No thanks to old judge Roland, down old Fortuna
way
He was banging on his gavel trying to appease the
rabble
Of the Navy, FBI, and CIA
Now I have to ask what kind of men these are
To put one like Sally Bell behind those bars
But now she's got the prison ranting
'Cause she's doing all this chanting
And the whole cell block's turned anti-nuclear
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Sinkyone © Darryl Cherney
(Am) Hey Sinkyone you bear such a noble name
Hey Sinkyone a testament to white man's (E7) shame
The (Am) boss at Georgia Pacific
He (G) needs to make some (E) dough
So (Am) sorry, California, those (G) Redwoods gotta
(E) go
Hey Sinkyone, we can't let them cut you down
Hey Sinkyone, don't they care it's sacred ground
They massacred the Indians, they stole the land
they left
But now they've come to tell us they're not finished
with their theft
Oh Sinkyone, your spirit is so great
Oh, Sinkyone, I can't believe this is your fate
The boss at Georgia Pacific he likes to feel his
might
But none can match the power of Mother Nature's
smite
Hey Sinkyone, the governor he don't care
Hey Sinkyone, Deukmejian wants to cut you bare
Someday his own grandchildren will walk on barren
soil
While from the shoreline they can watch the oil
rigs' drill for oil
Hey Sinkyone, we can not let this be
Hey Sinkyone, we can't let them touch one tree
The Mother must not suffer for the profit of a few
Hey boss at Georgia Pacific we might just clear
cut you!
Whoah (Am) Sinkyone, oh, Sinkyone, oh, Sinkyone
We can't (G) let them cut you (Am) down
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Big Mountain Will Not
Fall © Darryl Cherney
Intro: (A) (G) (D)
Now there's (D) not a soul among you that I (C)
think would disa- ((D) gree
That our treatment of the Navaho is a (C) mighty
shame in-(A) deed
But (G) in July of '86 a- (D) nother crime shall
be
And 10,000 more will lose their homes in this (C)
land that we call (D) free
The Navaho were given land they thought was without
worth
Until coal and oil and uranium were discovered beneath
the earth
And on a place they call Big Mountain where the
Dineh tend their sheep
The corporates at Peabody Coal want to fill their
packets deep
Hey Peabody (G) Coal you ain't got no (D) soul
You want to relo-(A7) cate the Nava-(D) ho (D7)
But these are different (G) times so here us one
and (D) all
The Navaho will (A) stay, Big (G) Mountain will
not (D) fall
Now there's 10 billion dollars worth of coal beneath
that desert sand
And John Boyden was Peabody's lawyer hired to steal
that land
So he conjured up a land dispute to help fulfill
his plan
And the New York Times and Congress bowed down to
Peabody's man
And 'twas Senator Goldwater who backed up John
Boyden's words
And he saw to it in Congress that the elders were
not heard
And Moe and Stewart Udall they all grabbed their
piece of pie
And the Relocation Act was passed to the tune of
Boyden's lie
Now Big Mountain's not the only place Peabody wants
to rape
There's Teesto and Jeddito, Cactus Canyon and Red
Lake
Tulani Lake and Teecya To, they all are sacred ground
But Peabody wants to strip mine coal no matter where
it's found
And so you new Americans won't you rise up for
their plight
And tell your Congress that you want to see Big
Mountain Red not white
'Cause if they can move a red man they can move
a white man too
And after that who will be left to come and fight
for you
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Aileen © Darryl Cherney
Intro: (G) (C) (G) (D)
Ai- (G) leen, (Em) she was (C) not a happy (Am)
girl
Ai-(G) leen, (Em) she went (C) bout to see the (Am)
world
(Em) Dressed in a t-shirt and some (C) old blue
(Am) jeans
(Em) She traveled coast to coast at (C) seven- (Am)
teen, Ai-(G) leen (C)(G)(D)
Aileen, she was taken for a ride, Aileen, by a
man with a dark side
He told her nothing is what she would be then used
her for his own prosperity, Aileen
Bridge: (D) Running down the road (C) you can't
take a heavy load with (G) you (C)(G)
(D) People come and go (C) just like a movie show
it's (G) true
Yes it's (D) true, and it (F) just could be that
((C) they're running, (G) too
Aileen, she was rescued by a man, Aileen, he had
long hair and a tan
He said if you must cry child, don't be seen you
can't show sorrow in a world this mean, Aileen
Aileen, she came upon a holy soul, Aileen, he took
her inside from the cold
He told her of a path found in her dreams, then
led her down the road of his own schemes, Aileen
Aileen, for all the traveling she had done, Aileen,
was wondering what is was she'd won
The people she had met weren't as they seemed
But still she'd found one honest human being, Aileen
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The True Value Hardware Country
Showdown (at the Fortuna Rodeo) © Darryl Cherney
(C)(A)(D)(G)(C) I was listening to Redwood 101
the other day on my radio
When (F) Rod Allen comes on at the break of dawn
talking 'bout a talent show
He says (C) True Value Hardware's proud to present
a contest so try your luck
It's a country showdown in Fortuna (A) town and
first (D) prize is fifty (G) thousand (C) bucks
So I (F) grabbed my guitar and my cowboy hat and
I (C) put on my old Fry boots
Put on a (F) Dee Cee shirt and some Levi jeans I
was (D) going for that (G) loot
I was (F) strumming my guitar all day and night
just a-(C) practicing for that (A) show
It was (C) the True Value Hardware Country Show-(A)
down
At the (D) Fortuna (G) Rode-0 (C)
Now the magic mountain band would be there I couldn't
give them no slack
And Dale Hustler from Eureka his following went
ten years back
Elona and Sue were the hometown queens the competition
seemed so fierce
But at 50 Grand I had to try my hand no I couldn't
come out no worse
So then I started thinking what was I trying to
win?
Was it just fifty thousand dollars and a place for
my career to begin?
Would it be just as sweet if we didn't compete and
it wasn't such a fancy show
Well it would be I'm sure if I wasn't so poor and
I didn't really need the dough
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Spit Out the Lights © Darryl
Cherney
Intro: ((E7) (D7) (A7) (E7)(A7)
I was living down in Homer that old Alaska town
I liked it best at night cause there were no lights
around
I was (D7) holed up in a one room shack as quiet
as a mouse
The (A7) only beacon I could see was in that old
lighthouse
When (E7) suddenly one night I looked and almost
threw a fit
There was (A7) three damn giant spotlights glaring
off the Homer spit
So I called the city council and said you never
told the town
So boogie out there to them lights and tear them
suckers down
I said we were not notified they said you wanna
bet
We put a call for comment in the Kotzebu Gazette
So put on your dark glasses even when the night
is late
Cause those hundred fifty foot lamposts is the tallest
in the state
Chorus: Spit out the (E7) lights
1, 3. A terrible (D7) sight
2, 5. Tonight's the (D7) night
4. You know it ain't (D7) right
We gotta spit out the (A7) lights (E7)
Now the city council said them lights was good
for passing ships
Remember how they always used to crash into the
spit
Like moths attracted to a flame they'll bring RV's
we think
I said one more Winnebago and the whole damn spit
will sink
They told the town just draw your shades they'll
serve as camouflage
By now all Homer's in a rage and talking sabotage
So on one stormy winter's night when no one was
around
Argus snuck out with his saw to cut them beanpoles
down
But he ran into Tamra DuPrey who said let's do it
right
And she reached into her raincoat for three sticks
of dynamite
But Willy said that's overkill for a job that's
such a cinch
And he pulled up with his four wheel drive and tied
them to his winch.
But Danno brought a monkeywrench to loosen up the
bolts
And Ruby brought a shotgun just to give those bolts
a jolt
Yeah all had snuck on out there thinking no one
was around
Now they're standing in the dark and rain with half
of Homer town
But so not to look suspicious when the job was done
that night
Next day they all wore buttons saying "I Love
those Harbor Lights"
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Mosquito Party © Darryl
Cherney
(C) We're getting eaten by (G) mosquitos
We are just like mosquito (C) fritos
They like to nibble on our (G) noses
They do not care about our (C) cloth-ses
Because their mouths can go right (F) through them
Sometimes they even stop to (C) chew them
We're getting eaten by mos- (G) quitos
Mosquito Party, Ole! (C)
And when they nibble on your knuckles it does not
make you want to chuckle
And when they bite you on your ankles it will not
make you very thankful
And when they feast upon your forearms they're gonna
leave you with some more arms
You're gonna wish you had 2 more arms, Mosquito
Party, Ole!
So if you go out forest hiking it will be greatly
to their liking
And if you go out to the beach now, you'll always
be within their reach now
If you're a loser or a winner to a mosquito you're
just dinner
And they're not getting any thinner, Mosquito Party,
Ole!
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