Lyrics: Her head is in a better way Her brain's on fire She's just looking for the perfect wave It's her brain's desire I'll think of her when I walk the Strand On this true Hermosa night
Ed is dead Ed is dead Ed is dead Ed is dead
She's just riding in stupid bliss With music on her bars Her face burning in the LA sun She got no got no fear of cars I'll dedicate my strand cruiser To the memory of her, ohhhhh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Ed is dead Ed is dead Ed is dead Ed is dead
Ed is dead Ed is, yeah Ed is Ed is dead Ed is dead Ed is dead E.I.D. E.I.D. E.I.D.
No no no no no
Quotes: "it's about this girl, this weird kinda girl, she was retarded and didn't have any friends and she would ride her bike around with a transistor radio strapped to the handle bars blasting music" - Frank quoted in Fool the World