didn't know where i was - jack frost

on my way to the beach early morning and on my way back i been playing this 'blasting' out from my car speakers, as i cruise around terrible beach faces all turn and look in my direction, i glimpse dogs wagging their tails, women tap their feet and men who's heads are buried in the bad news all tap their fingers to the beat, babies in their prams stop crying and start smiling. i drive slowly along the waterfront singing the 'do do' bits and wondering what the surf will bring on this perfect morning in terrible beach.
on the way home after a satisfying surf marathon, feeling all washed up i hit that road, windows down, hot sun beating down and wonder if life could get any better, hitting replay and waiting for those brilliant opening lines, knowing, yeah, life gets better.