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