Brill Bruisers

Last night I dreamt Vancouver dressed up in the ocean Last night I dreamt Victoria drowned in the ocean The ride of a lifetime The rites of spring of a lifetime The ride of a lifetime The rites of spring of a lifetime [Bridge:] Blondes, brunettes, pa

We are champions of red wine, poured all over It's what we're known for, find arms crossed lines Crossed for old times, like starting over Open up the headlamps, be poised to look for You're coming over, you've done your research It has the force of

Out on the waves Over the railing asking the crowd Send you back To stage its sail it's sailing away They left behind Looking for searchlights leading the charge The mass appeal To brilliant bruisers taking the wheel And the sea was alright and it wa