Dead Man's Curve (Remastered)

Dead Man's Curve (Remaster) - Electric Eels/Brian Wilson/Jan Berry/Roger Christian/Artie Kornfeld

Composed by：Brian Wilson/Jan Berry/Roger Christian/Artie Kornfeld

I was cruisin' in my

Stingray late one night

When an XKE pulled up on the right

He rolled down the window

Of his shiny new jag

And challenged me then

And there to a drag

I said you're on buddy

My mill's running fine

Let's come off the line

Now at sunset and vine

But I'll go you one better

If you've got the nerve

Let's race all the way

To dead man's curve

Is no place to play

Dead man's curve

You'd best keep away

Dead man's curve

I can hear 'em say

Won't come back from

Dead man's curve

The street was deserted

Late friday night

We were buggin' each

Other while we sat out the light

We both popped the clutch

When the light turned green

You shoulda heard the

Whine from my screamin' machine

I flew past la brea

Schwab's and crescent heights

And all the jag could

See were my six taillights

He passed me at doheny

Then I started to swerve

But I pulled her out and there we were

At dead man's curve

Is no place to play

Dead man's curve

Well the last thing I remember doc

I started to swerve

And then I saw the

Jag slide into the curve

I know I'll never forget

That horrible sight

I guess I found out for

Myself that everyone was right

Won't come back from

Dead man's curve

Is no place to play

Dead man's curve

You'd best keep away

Dead man's curve

I can hear 'em say

Won't come back from

Dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

Is no place to play

Dead man's curve

You'd best keep away

Dead man's curve

I can hear 'em say

Won't come back from

Dead man's curve