Her head is in a bitter 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 hormosa night Ed is dead (Ed is dead) Ed is dead (Ed is dead) She's just rotting in stupid bliss With music on her bars Her face burning in the L.A. sun She got no, got no fears of cars I'll dedicate my strand cruiser To the memory of her, ohh, oh oh oh oh oh Ed is dead, Ed is dead Ed is dead, Ed is dead, Ed is Ed is dead, Ed is, yeah, Ed is Ed is dead, uh-huh, uh-huh, Ed is, Ed is Ed is dead, Ed is, yi yi yi yi yi yi! Ed is dead E.I.D., E.I.D., E.I.D. No no no no no