Gasoline

A surf-rock ghost story set on Cocoa Beach. Early morning surfers swear they see a phantom rise from the waves — the spirit of a guy who rag-dolled last week. The locals clear out, leaving the narrator with all the waves to himself… until he meets the “ghost” face to face. Turns out, it’s just a plastic bag drifting in the surf. Horror movie vibe with a wink.

LYRICS
(2025 Ggreg Snyder)

[Verse 1]
Early morning, the tide rolls in,
Surfers swear they saw a phantom sin.
A shadow rising in the foamy deep,
They say it’s Dave — the ocean keeps.

[Chorus]
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Ghost! Ghost! Out of reach!
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Surfin’ in the haunted sea!

[Verse 2]
Next day they saw it, drifting near,
Now half the lineup won’t go near.
More big waves, and the break is mine,
Empty barrels, lookin’ fine.

[Chorus]
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Ghost! Ghost! Out of reach!
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Surfin’ in the haunted sea!

[Bridge]
I paddle out in the morning light,
White form shifting left to right.
They scream, “It’s Dave — he’s back from the grave!”
But hey, that’s my name they rave.

[Verse 3]
I walk to the shore, my heart beats fast,
Reach for the ghost in the seaweed mass.
No spirit, no soul, no phantom hand,
Just a plastic bag blowin’ over the sand.

[Final Chorus / Outro]
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Ghost! Ghost! Out of reach!
Ghost! Ghost! From Cocoa Beach!
Plastic bag ghost in the sea!

Ghost From Cocoa Beach

suicide party

Павел Пламенев - Когда - То Давно

Павел Пламенев - Песня И Сказка Смерти

Павел Пламенев - Небо Над Нами

Павел Пламенев - Боже, Милый

Павел Пламенев - Для Мира На Земле

Павел Пламенев -  быстро сгорая

Original video:
https://youtu.be/senQ3DkPy3M

Павел Пламенев - Музыка Боли

Павел Пламенев - Воля ножа

Павел Пламенев - быстро сгорая

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