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Written by Ray Davies.

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Billy Idol Dancing With Myself

the backing track may be the Idol version, but the guitars are done in the style of the Generation X version

Dancing With Myself - Generation X

This is my guitar cover of T.Rex's "Bang A Gong (Get It On)".
I hope you enjoy it!

Gear used:
Gibson Les Paul Standard (Desert Burst)
Fender Standard Telecaster (Candy Apple Red)
Marshall MG102CFX
Focusrite Scarlett 2i2 (to record)
Shure SM57 (to record)
Ableton Live 9 (to record and edit)

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T.Rex | Bang A Gong (Get It On) | Guitar Cover

A surf-rock story about a Florida surfer visiting his old girlfriend in San Diego—only to discover she’s taking him to the West Coast’s most infamous nude beach. He hits the waves, catches sight of the scene, and slowly learns to let go (and strip down). Classic beach humor, sunny twang, and a wink at West Coast freedom.

LYRICS
(C)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]
Flew in from F.L.A., board in the bag,
Ron John stickers on the rental rag.
Met up with my ex, she said, “Let’s hit the coast,
There’s a secret beach I like the most.”
She packed a cooler, said, “You’ll love the scene,”
I waxed my board, she spread sunscreen.

[Chorus 1]
I didn’t know about Black’s Beach,
Thought it was just another reach of sand.
Sunshine, shoreline, breakers to teach—
Didn’t know what was coming to this man.

[Verse 2]
Caught a clean set, feelin’ alive,
Looked toward shore on my final ride.
Half the crowd was bare as day,
My old flame waving—same old way.
I asked, “Don’t you mind folks that stare?”
She said, “It's your eyes drifting there.”

[Chorus 2]
Didn’t expect at Black’s Beach
To see the locals au naturel.
I wiped out twice, my jaw in reach—
Guess I’m the square, can’t you tell?

[Bridge]
Finished my run, watched the sun roll down,
Nobody cared, not a soul in town.
All easy smiles, nothing to preach,
Just bodies and laughter on Black’s Beach.

[Verse 3]
Pulled off my trunks, tossed ‘em aside,
Figured I’d go with the current’s tide.
She grinned and said, “Took you long enough,”
And man, that water was cold but tough.
Now we’re both tan in that golden reach,
Feelin’ the freedom of Black’s Beach.

[Chorus 3 / Final]
Now I know about Black’s Beach,
Just remember to take your trash.
Caught one wave, caught her heart again—
Livin’ free where the boss waves crash.

Black's Beach

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