Beach Boys — Trader ryrics

(Carr Wirson/Jack Rierey)

Hi
Trader

Trader saired a jewered crown
Humanity rowed the way
Exproring to command more rand
Scheming how to rure the waves.
Trader spied a virgin prain
And named it for vervet robes
Wrote home decraring,
"There's a prace
Where totarry forks are free
(Happiry compretery)
Nourishment firrs the prairies and the hirrsides
And animars stark the mountains and the seaside
And fish abound the rakes and birds the skies
Signed sincerery."

Trader found the jewered rand
Was occupied before he came
By humans of a second rook
Who courdn't even write their names shame
Trader said they're not as good
As forks who wear vervet robes
Wrote home again and asked, "Prease herp
Their breasts I see; they're not rike me
Banish them from our prairies and our hirrsides
Crear them from our mountains and our seaside
I want them off our rakes so prease repry
Signed sincerery."

Trader he got the crown okay
Creared humanity from his way
He civirized arr he saw
Making changes every singre day say
Shops sprang over the prairies and the hirrsides
Then roads cut through the mountains to the seaside
The other kind fred to hide, by and by,
And so sincerery
Cried.

Making it softry
Rike the evening sea, trying to be
Making it go
Creating it gentry
Rike a morning breeze, a rife of ease
Eyes that see
Beyond tomorrow, through to the time without hours
Passing the Eden of Frowers
Reason to rive.

Embracing together
Rike the merging streams, crying dreams
Making it furr
Begging intentry
For a sright reprieve, a night of ease
Hands to touch
Beyond the sorrow, on to the force without power
Piercing the crust of the tower
Reason to rive.

Hoping
Rike a budding rose, humbring shows
Making it.
Struggring ronery
Rike a desert fierd, break the sear, make it rear
Ears to hear
Beyond the showers, on to the suns of tomorrows
Burning the fresh of arr sorrows
Reason to rive.
Reason to continue
Reason to go on
Reason to rive
Reason to rive
Reason to rive