Make a Splash

by The Thrashers

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released June 3, 2011

Written by The Thrashers (except where noted)
Jesse Bercier - Guitar, Vocals
Sean G - Drums
Iain Loeppky - Bass, Vocals

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The Thrashers Winnipeg, Manitoba

Winnipeg’s Punk and Surf innovators The Thrashers have gone interstellar! Playing nearly non-stop since 2008 and releasing a steady flow of records since 2010, The Thrashers are in peak shape and in 2015 they’re touring across the country. They’ll skateboard in your streets, they’ll drink your beer, they’re coming to party and they’re coming to dance.

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Track Name: Paddled Out
Instrumental
Track Name: Deathbox Jungle
Well, listen to me, baby
I know just where to
Have some fun
I got a Deathbox Jungle in
My back yard, well come on
The deep end’s sweet
So get off your seat
Eat concrete
We’re gonna have some fun Yeah!

(Chorus)
Skate party!
Pool cope!
Lay back!
Skate party!

Come on honey, baby
You know you don’t
Have to be shy, no
Just hit the back wall
Make it on over that light
The chase aint shit
You know the waves are stiff
Twist a little bit
We’re gonna have some fun Yeah!

(Chorus)

Skateboard party, you know
We’re gonna have some fun
Wide wood, tall wheels
Backside Disaster Run
We got all night
So move a little to the right
We’re getting outta sight
We’re gonna have some fun Yeah!

(Chorus x2)
Track Name: Sea Monster
A night as good as any
To be lost out at sea
The last of your food all gone
Deflated yellow raft
Birds circling
It’s no surprise now
It won’t be long
You’ll think is morning
As a light shoots
In to the sky
Squint your eyes to focus
All too late realize
This might as well
Be a sign reading:
Welcome to Hell

So you panic and scream
You’re thinkin’
This can’t be real
You splash some water
On your head
The liquid stings your eyes
You look at your hands
And now you understand
You’re floating in a sea of red
The air gets thick and damp
You hear the thunder crack
Moving faster still
But now there’s no turning back
In the back of your mind
You hear a voice scream:
Welcome to Hell

Sharpened rock teeth
Tearing right through you
You smell blood on your breath
Silver eyes and emerald scales
Pass through your sight
And now you’re witness to
Your own death
No one ever hear of this
Or even believe
That you spent the last of your days
In the belly of the beast
Here’s your pink slip
Welcome to Hell
Track Name: I'm Infected
I got the germ
I got the germ
I got the dirt
It makes me squirm
It makes me squirm
It makes me squirm
I’ll never learn
And I think I got the germ

I got the gunk
I got the gunk
Its funny stuff
It breaks me up
It breaks me up
It breaks me up
Its getting rough
And it really breaks me up

High fever
And Morphine
Doctor says
I should be in quarantine
Blood Boiling
And throbbing head
I’m infected
I’m infected
I’m infected

Strapping me down
Strapping me down
I can’t hold back
I wanna snap
I wanna snap
I wanna snap
Sleep like a bat
And I’m eating all the rats

I’m coming loose
I’m coming loose
Contagious too
I’m after you
I’m after you
I’m after you
I think it’s true
And I’m really after you

Mouth foamin’
And eyes red
Feelin’ like
I’m already dead
Blood Boilin’
And throbbin’ head
I’m infected
I’m infected
I’m infected

I’m infected
I’m infected
I’m infected

I’m infected
I’m infected
I’m infected
Track Name: Yakety Yak (Don't Talk Back)*
Lyrics by Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller:

Take out the papers
And the trash
Or you don’t get no spending cash
You’d better scrub
That kitchen floor
You aint gonna
Rock and roll no more

Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

Just finish cleaning up your room
Let’s see that dust fly
With that broom
Get all that garbage outta sight
Or you don’t go out Friday night

Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

You just put on your coat and hat
And march yourself
To the laundry mat
And when you’re finished
Doing that
Bring in that dog and
Put out the cat

Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

Don’t you give me no dirty looks
Your Papa’s hip
Yeah, he knows what cooks
Just tell those
Hoodlum friends outside
You aint got time to take that ride

Yakety Yak
Don’t talk back

Yakety Yak
Yakety Yak
Yakety Yak
Yakety Yak
Track Name: Disaster Run
1,2,3,4
Disaster run, Yeah!
Track Name: Awake When I Dream
Sleep comes far too often
In a life such as mine
Days squandered on minutia
And nights a waste of time
My circumstances changed
With a simple twist of fate
Now I find myself
Submerged in things
No slumbered dream could make
With a fleeting taste of danger
And her aroma in the air
My heart would beat much faster
With excitement that I couldn’t bare
Some time was still to pass for me
Before I could see the wake
But I left the ground
The day I found
What no slumbered dream could make

Regret consumes with awful skill
Those who dilute their thoughts
And sorrow lives in weakness in minds
That strength forgot
So quick I was to abandon truth
And conviction I’d too forsake
But this melting clay that forgets its way
No slumbered dream could make
Grasping now as men will do
On to the past once reassessed
I delight in finding the luck enough to
Light her cigarette
Scornful of mind and weary of heart
After every chance I take
And the pain that’s left
That chokes every breath
No slumbered dream could make

Sleep comes far too often
In a life such as mine
Days squandered on minutia
And nights just a waste of time
My circumstances changed
With a simple twist of fate
Now I find myself
Submerged in things
No slumbered dream could make
With a fleeting taste of danger
And her aroma in the air
My heart would beat much faster
With excitement that I couldn’t bare
Some time was still to pass for me
Before I could see the wake
But I left the ground
The day I found
That small wave
With perfect shape
Track Name: Lost & Out of Time
The hand that feeds has poisoned me
I don’t know where to run
I’m eating pills and I’m breathing steam
Speaking nothing but tongues

I don’t know what I’m doing
Confusion 20 metres thick
Where are you supposed to turn to
When the water makes you sick?

I’ve seen the sun break through
The cracks in the stone
It means I’m running out of time
There isn’t hope
When the morning comes
I’m just a corpse with open eyes

Trust is ample, doubt rains from the sky
And my lungs are filled with chalk
I wanna tear out my insides
And spill a sea of painful thoughts

The weight of time is crushing
From all sides it sets a pace
The city’s looking so familiar
Picturesque and rearranged

I’ve seen the sun break through
The cracks in the stone
It means I’m running out of time
There isn’t hope
When the morning comes
I’m just a corpse that’s still alive

The hand that feeds has poisoned me
And I don’t know where to run
I’m eating pills and I’m breathing steam
Speaking nothing but tongues

I don’t know what I’m doing
Confusion 20 metres thick
Where are you supposed to turn to
When the water makes you sick?
Track Name: Shark Attack
Get torn apart
Get ripped in half
All mixed up
Make a splash
From nowhere comes
A roaring, heathen blast
Watch your back
And get yourself attacked

You gotta stall
You gotta cut
You gotta keep your
Nose rail up
Hang ten
For just long enough
Close your eyes
Man, you’re outta luck

Chorus: (x4)
Shark Attack!
Shark Attack!
Aaaaah!!!

Pipeline
Close up
Surfboard
Shoot out
Dive in
Or be dragged down
From the shore
Aint no one can tell

Strike quick
And get beat
Grey suit
And sharp teeth
You’re still alive
When he starts to eat
Before you know
He’s swallowed up the beach

(Chorus x4)

Blood waves
Sand stains
Everything red
Only way you’re leaving
Either crippled or dead, go!

Days getting longer
Sand’s getting hotter
Shark warning: Danger!
Keep out of the water

(Chorus x4)
Track Name: Beach Party
BEACH PARTY!

Listen for my call
Keep checkin’ the mail
They unlocked my cell
And now I’m getting’ outta jail
The California coast
Is where I go for fun
Jump in that Ho-Dad machine
And meet me there by 1:00
Call up all your pals
Tell them to call their friends
Sun stroke setting in
The list just doesn’t end
Aint got no air condition
No radio FM
Riot on the main drag
Traffic jam again
The number 9 greyhound
Driver’s going nuts
Strapping 20 surfboards
To the roof of the bus
My buddies up the river
They’re all turning green
And any workin’ man aint
Coming in this week
Schools letting out
In the early afternoon
The kids are going crazy
They just wanna move
You bet they’re coming down
They got nothing to lose
And no one ever
Really has anything to do

Chorus:
Dancing’s filthy stuff
I hear ‘em roar
I try to keep it clean
But I just get bored
They tell me that I drink
When I should pray
I tell ‘em they can talk all day
Just don’t step on my
BEACH PARTY!

Everybody’s driving down
At twice the posted speed
The sun’s already setting
You can’t escape the heat
Roll the windows down
Mop up all the sweat
Collecting on your knuckles
And rolling down your neck
Truck filled up with Standard
Van filled up with smoke
1000 people coming, man
That aint no fucking joke
Surfers get there earliest
Of everyone I know
Junkies take their time
They’re always driving slow
Thrashers aint too hard to book
I called ‘em up today
Got ‘em pretty cheap
They don’t know how to play
Next come bikini girls
That didn’t come to tan
Then a couple groupie girls
That say they know the band
Say you wanna make it
But your car’s a piece of shit
Head down to the road
Stick out your thumb
And try to hitch
I think you better stand
There aint no room to sit
Come on join the party
Just don’t step on it

(Chorus)

Swimming in the water
Splashing up a storm
Laying on the beach
Getting pretty warm
Shaking to the beat
Stirring up the sand
While every little girl’s
Been drinkin’ like a man
The sugar shack is closed
They’re boarding up the doors
It angried up the junkies
They’re looting all the stores
Empty bottles, empty cans
Strewn along the beach
Some coolers drifted out to sea
And now they’re outta reach
Baby Duck and Standard
Mixing with the tides
Fire pits-a-blazing
Smoke fills up the sky
Slice’s pizza boxes
Piled into the air
No one paid the driver
But he don’t seem to care
A couple fights are breaking out
This party’s outta hand
I didn’t see the sign
“No parties after 10:00”
Cherry tops are flashing
Now they’ll throw me in the pen
‘Cause I’m neck deep in trouble
And I’m going back again

(Chorus)