Grunion Fever

[Intro] [bright, reverb-heavy electric guitar riff] (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Let's go to the beach! [drums and bass enter] [Verse 1] Well the moon is full and the tide is high Got my yellow plastic bucket and my flashlight shining bright Down at Doheny Beach where the sand is wet We don't need no fishing pole, we don't need no net They're jumping on the sand and it's out of sight I'm gonna catch a million little fishes tonight [Chorus] Grunion running (uh-huh) Grunion running (uh-huh) Grunion running (uh-huh) Grunion running (uh-huh) [Verse 2] Well I saw a little silver flash hit the shore I dove into the seaweed and I begged for more I got sand in my teeth and salt water in my eyes Trying to grab a wriggly fish that's half my size Old Betty got a dozen but I'm slipping in the foam If I don't catch a single one I ain't going home [Chorus] Grunion running (uh-huh) Grunion running (uh-huh) Grunion running (uh-huh) Grunion running (uh-huh) [Bridge] Little silver grunion Why you leaving the sea? Are you trying to catch a wave? Or are you trying to catch me? Wait! Are they in my boardshorts? [Guitar Solo] [tremolo picking, heavy spring reverb, rapid surf-style riffing] [Verse 3] Well the tide is going out and the sun's gonna rise I'm freezing in my wetsuit and I'm covered in flies Got a bucket full of kelp and a single tiny fish But catching them by hand is my only wish Pack the woody wagon, crank the radio on We'll be sleeping all day 'cause we partied 'til the dawn [Chorus] Grunion running (uh-huh) Grunion running (uh-huh) Grunion running (uh-huh) Grunion running (uh-huh) [Outro] Yeah, catch 'em with your bare hands now! Slipping and sliding in the sand now! Grunion fever! (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Grunion! [final drum fill and guitar chord]