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Surfing With The Devil - Vigilant Son
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Surfing With The Devil Vigilant Son

Surfing With The Devil - Vigilant Son
[The Devil's Invitation]

Big Kahuna’s got a chip on his shoulder
Big Kahuna’s sick of getting older
His golden days have passed, his face ain’t on the news
A blue eyed loose cannon with nothing left to lose

Gotta find a way to get back to the throne again
Will there be an answer to his prayers, or will he be alone again?

Out from the waves, a flume of smoke and fire
A red eyed prince, demon of desires
Horns on his head and a sharply tailored suit
Jet black slicked hair and a crimson board to boot

He said I’ll offer you a deal, tell me what you wanna know
I’ll take you any place, anywhere you ever want to go
If you let me take your hand, you’re a punk, you’re a rebel
And you only get the best when you’re surfing with the devil

So Big Kahuna took the deal with pleasure
Showered by riches beyond any measure
King of the Beach, he’s a surfing devotee
Every contest that he wins, he sees his future turning green
“How could it ever get better than this?” He says
One late night, full of sin and debauchary
The demon prince appeared again to the prodigy
He said, “Now that you have wealth, are you proud of what you earned? ”
“You're gonna follow me to hell where I’ll take your soul to burn."
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