Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Surf Wax America

from The Blue Album

The sea is foamin' like a bottle of beer
The wave is comin' but I ain't got no fear
I'm waxin' down so that I'll go real fast
I'm waxin' down because it's really a blast
I'm goin' surfin 'cause I don't like your face
I'm bailin' out because I hate the race of
Rats that run round and round in the maze
I'm goin' surfin'
I'm goin' surfin'

You take your car to work
I'll take my board
And when you're out of fuel, I'm still afloat
My buddies and their homies all come along
They seem invincible as they surf along
The sea is rollin' like a thousand pound keg
We're goin' surfin'
We're goin' surfin

All along the undertow is strengthening its hold
I never thought it'd come to this 
Now I can never go home 

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