Surfin' Guantanamo Bay-David Ford

[ti:Surfin' Guantanamo Bay] [ar:David Ford] [al:Let The Hard Times Roll] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Surfin' Guantanamo Bay - David Ford [00:15.55]All the high ground’s [00:16.78]Covered in a thick black fog [00:18.51] [00:22.80]Any man of any honour he’ll [00:24.74]Be dying like a dog [00:26.38] [00:30.16]There’s an ill wind and it’s blowing [00:32.03]Up perfect man you know what I say [00:34.13] [00:37.42]Pick up your waterboard and meet [00:39.17]Me down at Camp X-Ray [00:40.95]Yeah everybody’s gone surfin [00:42.35]’ Guantanamo Bay [00:44.09] [00:45.69]I try to wash it all away in the swell [00:48.27]But every wave digs my soul [00:50.30]A little closer to Hell [00:51.48] [00:52.00]Try to push a little conscience [00:53.88]To the back of my head [00:55.56]Out in the water until the whole [00:58.64]Damn ocean turns to red [00:59.65] [01:14.17]Well the weather’s pushing ninety [01:15.92]But my blood runs cold [01:17.07] [01:21.39]And my faith is a slow [01:23.07]Complicit torture for my soul [01:25.09] [01:28.67]Can you feel that fizz and it feels okay [01:31.78] [01:36.29]I’m packing up all of my troubles [01:37.84]Wash them clean in the spray [01:39.59]Yeah everybody’s gone surfin’ [01:41.32]Guantanamo Bay [01:42.95] [01:44.59]I try to wash it all away in the swell [01:46.93]But every wave pulls my [01:48.88]Soul a little closer to Hell [01:50.55]Try to push a little conscience [01:52.55]To the back of my head [01:54.08]Out in the water until the whole [01:57.31]Damn ocean turns to red