I'm going surfing 'cuz I don't like your face
I'm bailing out because I hate the race
of rats that run round and round in the maze
I'm going surfin', I'm going surfin'
{CHORUS}
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'
{CHORUS}
You take your car to work
I'll take my board
And when you're out of fuel
I'm still afloat
{INTERLUDE}
All along the undertow
is strengthening its hold
I never thought it'd come to this
Now I can never go home
