Lyrics Beach Boys - Weezer

Beach Boys

The sun won’t shine tonight
Metro screaming by Walking with the Mexicans
Should I call an ambulance?
We need a melody
A gorgeous four part harmony
So it all makes sense
There’s gotta be more than this
Everyone wants to be cooler than everyone else
It’s a hip hop world
And we’re the furniture
Let’s get out of the city
Let me tell you about a band I loved
When I was a west-side kid, mmm
Turn it up It’s the Beach Boys
Singing out in a sweet voice
On a roll like a twist toy
Keep cranking them Beach Boys
Turn it up It’s the Beach Boys
Making my eyes get moist
Hold 'em up at gunpoint
Keep cranking them Beach Boys
Whatcha wanna do tonight?
I’ll make it all happen
Mixing up OJ
And champagne
Cooler than the ice capades
We need a leader someone to tell us what to do To raise the bar
To make it rain
We’re gonna go caroling in Ocean Park
If you know the notes sing from your heart
'Cause it’s gonna be fun
I’m a remarkable guy
I keep you trying new things
I keep you young
Turn it up It’s the Beach Boys
Singing out in a sweet voice
On a roll like a twist toy
Keep cranking them Beach Boys
Turn it up It’s the Beach Boys
Making my eyes get moist
Hold 'em up at gunpoint
Keep cranking them Beach Boys
They’ll be there when you wake up You’re soothing midnight mantra (turn it up)
It’s the Beach Boys
Making my eyes get moist
Hold em up at gunpoint
I’ve heard that before
But I want to hear it again (I wanna hear it over and over again)
I’ve heard that before
But I want to hear it over and over again (I wanna hear it over and over again)
Fellas, I have 3000 words to say
Quit screaming and start singing from your hearts, huh?
Turn it up It’s the Beach Boys
Singing out in a sweet voice
On a roll like a Rolls Royce
Keep cranking them Beach boys
Turn it up It’s the Beach Boys
Making my eyes get moist
Hold 'em up at gunpoint
Keep cranking them Beach Boys
They’ll be there when you wake up Your soothing midnight mantra (turn it up)
It’s the Beach Boys
Making my eyes get moist
Hold 'em up at gunpoint
Keep cranking them Beach Boys
We don’t have a blend
Can we have a chord?
Just a chord?
Like we used to when you had clear records
okay?
Lets go, lets go, lets go