"Surf's Up"
			  music by Brian Wilson
		lyrics by Van Dyke Parks and Brian Wilson

 The diamond necklace played the pawn.
 Hand in hand some drummed along
 To a handsome man in baton.
 A blind class aristocracy,
 Back through the opera glass you see
 The pit and the pendulum drawn.
 Columnated ruins domino.
 [Canvass the town and brush the backdrop
  Are you sleeping?]

 Hung velvet overtaken me
 Dim chandelier awaken me
 To a song dissolved in the dawn.
 The music hall, a costly bow
 The music, all is lost for now
 To a muted trumpeter's swan.
 Columnated ruins domino.
 Canvass the town and brush the backdrop
 Are you sleeping, Brother John?

 Dove-nested towers, the hour was strike,
 The street quicksilver moon.
 Carriage across the fog, two-step to lamp light cellar tune.
 The laughs come hard in "Auld Lang Syne."
 The glass was raised, the fired rose, 
 The fullness of the wine, the dim lights toasting
 While at port adieu or die.
 A choke of grace, heart hardened, I
 Beyond belief, a broken man too tough to cry.

 Surf's up aboard a tidal wave.
 Come about hard and join the young and often spring you gave.
 I heard The Word, wonderful thing, a children's song.
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from the unreleased "Smile" album of 1967 and the "Surf's Up" album of 1971