SEABRA IS MAD
lyrics ithaka c. 1997
Seabra is the name of the rider
Who will wait for hours for an outsider
We made a trip in the middle of the winter
We rode a place that left my stick a splinter
The kind of walls that block out the sky
Underwater out of breath I saw my life flash by
Then Seabra got axed by a big mack set
It was bigger than a house it was bigger than the debt
Held down for about an hour
He took the brunt of the big mack's power
Most would split after a fall like that
But like a rubber bat ... Seabra swung back
Straight back to the peak
Just like a junkie, he's a big wave freak
CITY SOCIETY CALLS HIM A STRANGER
CUZ, SEABRA CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THE DANGER
BUT I JUST CALL SEABRA MAD
b**** OF STEEL THE RIDER IS BAD
SEABRA IS MAD SEABRA IS MAD
It was there at M. where he broke the berry
A gloomy five meters to most would be scary
But Seabra on his featherlight foil
He paddled straight out and sat on the boil
And when he dug his hands in deep
Slowly but slowly he began to creep
And speeded up to a glide
Dropped down verticle ... Seabra was inside
Of a big fat cave ... but not of stone
This cave spun and was chased by foam
Got blasted out with his mug still dry
And that's when Seabra began to fly
Through three more sections and to the shoulder
Then a fat roundhouse around a boulder
CITY SOCIETY CALLS HIM A STRANGER
CUZ, SEABRA CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THE DANGER
BUT I JUST CALL SEABRA MAD
b**** OF STEEL THE RIDER IS BAD
SEABRA IS MAD SEABRA IS MAD
There was a day at a place we call Bruxas
Lots of big holes ... the reef was crucial
It was getting night ... time for us to exit
but the current was a river, no it just wouldn't let us.
Valente, Seabra, me ... it was the three of us
With bone-crushing pounders was our heads gonna bust?
One way to find out was Seabra's thinking
Dropped into a pit without even blinking
Getting broken bones was better than drowning
Got raked over rocks ... received quite a pounding
But mad-mad Seabra made it to land
With no broken bones and no broken head
So Valente and me ... we followed Senhor Psyco
Out of death's pit with only damage to our egos
indirect-like, he'd saved our skins
We lived to tell our story and sin more sins
CITY SOCIETY CALLS HIM A STRANGER
CUZ, SEABRA CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THE DANGER
BUT I JUST CALL SEABRA MAD
b**** OF STEEL THE RIDER IS BAD
SEABRA IS MAD SEABRA IS MAD
lyrics ithaka c. 1997
Seabra is the name of the rider
Who will wait for hours for an outsider
We made a trip in the middle of the winter
We rode a place that left my stick a splinter
The kind of walls that block out the sky
Underwater out of breath I saw my life flash by
Then Seabra got axed by a big mack set
It was bigger than a house it was bigger than the debt
Held down for about an hour
He took the brunt of the big mack's power
Most would split after a fall like that
But like a rubber bat ... Seabra swung back
Straight back to the peak
Just like a junkie, he's a big wave freak
CITY SOCIETY CALLS HIM A STRANGER
CUZ, SEABRA CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THE DANGER
BUT I JUST CALL SEABRA MAD
b**** OF STEEL THE RIDER IS BAD
SEABRA IS MAD SEABRA IS MAD
It was there at M. where he broke the berry
A gloomy five meters to most would be scary
But Seabra on his featherlight foil
He paddled straight out and sat on the boil
And when he dug his hands in deep
Slowly but slowly he began to creep
And speeded up to a glide
Dropped down verticle ... Seabra was inside
Of a big fat cave ... but not of stone
This cave spun and was chased by foam
Got blasted out with his mug still dry
And that's when Seabra began to fly
Through three more sections and to the shoulder
Then a fat roundhouse around a boulder
CITY SOCIETY CALLS HIM A STRANGER
CUZ, SEABRA CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THE DANGER
BUT I JUST CALL SEABRA MAD
b**** OF STEEL THE RIDER IS BAD
SEABRA IS MAD SEABRA IS MAD
There was a day at a place we call Bruxas
Lots of big holes ... the reef was crucial
It was getting night ... time for us to exit
but the current was a river, no it just wouldn't let us.
Valente, Seabra, me ... it was the three of us
With bone-crushing pounders was our heads gonna bust?
One way to find out was Seabra's thinking
Dropped into a pit without even blinking
Getting broken bones was better than drowning
Got raked over rocks ... received quite a pounding
But mad-mad Seabra made it to land
With no broken bones and no broken head
So Valente and me ... we followed Senhor Psyco
Out of death's pit with only damage to our egos
indirect-like, he'd saved our skins
We lived to tell our story and sin more sins
CITY SOCIETY CALLS HIM A STRANGER
CUZ, SEABRA CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THE DANGER
BUT I JUST CALL SEABRA MAD
b**** OF STEEL THE RIDER IS BAD
SEABRA IS MAD SEABRA IS MAD