I went on a game show and I won a million bucks
She didn't come with me on our cruise, oh just my luck
I stole a lifeboat, drifted for weeks
I washed up on a beach of nudists
And the mob was after me
I'm going bald, I need a soulmate
I'm not what I was, and I was never that great
I don't wanna be too late
I'm like canned fish reduced to clear
No charisma, just drear
I'm on a quest to find true love
I dressed up as a chick to escape, I hid my suit
I threw away the bomb and I left by parachute
Crawled under bees and fed the snakes wood
Swung over piranhas
And met my topless babe in a lagoon
I'm going bald, I need a soulmate
I'm not what I was, and I was never that great
I don't wanna be too late
I'm like canned fish reduced to clear
No charisma, just drear
I'm on a quest to find true love
The locals told me what to do
I climbed the ice volcano
And gave the bad guy death by piano
I'm going bald, I need a soulmate
I'm not what I was, and I was never that great
I don't wanna be too late
I'm like canned fish reduced to clear
No charisma, just drear
I'm on a quest to find true love
(Don't give up, no, don't give up just yet)
I'm going bald, I need a soulmate
I'm not what I was, and I was never that great
I don't wanna be too late
I'm like canned fish reduced to clear
No charisma, just drear
I'm on a quest to find true love
Western State Hurricanes were an early iteration of The Long Winters, and some of that band’s beloved songs turn up here in an early state. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 16, 2020