Gbh - Tipuki Thunder lyrics

He lives his life down on the beach His grilfriend's got the skin of a peach He likes a good time and he knows how to get it Rolls his own, you've gotta give him credit As the waves come crashing to the shore Tipuki Thunder give me more, more, more Don't need booze or no who*e Tipuki Thunder give me more, more, more Tipuki Thunder, maui waui lightning His pockets bulge with wonders from all over the world And he's a real big bro' to all the boys and girls Holds his own but does tend to drawl He's got a photo of us going over the Niagra Falls He's a nice guy but don't mess with him He's a nice guy but don't mess with him He call us the 'jeebers' and takes us to gigs 'cus back in the States you know, we're pretty big But I had to be down, I could not compete With air in my head and lead in my feet When he came to London the saw A midnight flit to find another bed But back home on the beach he can do no harm With his video collection and Charlie farm He's a nice guy but don't mess with him Or you'll end up with a pair of concerete boots