seaweed flies meet wine snobs,beer slobs,bikes rent,waves vent,piers fish,lifeguard trucks crush heads,i'm at the beach,i'm at the beach,i'm at the beach,i got a machiene full of all my cds,buskers rip clams,tweekers hold rabid squirrels in hand...
(repeat chorus)...(surfer talk) 'hey dude,we finally got some gnarley waves,after we shred for a few hours let's go hit Tony's for a slice,sit out on the patio and scope the trim,man
we haven't had surf in two months,yeah bro's before ho's,damn right,hey check this new wetsuit out man,it's got a built-in rashguard,ah man,the sun just went behind a cloud,i gotta paddle out and take a piss and warm up,later'....i took a nap down in the soft white sand,i dreamt of angels blowing bubbles,i woke up in the early evening sounds,dates talking bout their childhood in turtlenecks.
