The high court of disorder decrees The statute of the sea Marketing Surf City For some, but not for thee
Barricade the border - Hide up in the hills Stare down the mighty coast as you dive into the pills Take a little ride, it’s a Roller coastal thrill Raise your glasses high and celebrate the kill
Yeah, come on, waste away The California dream Is just a wave away When you own the sea
Slap on a happy smile, we got a shirt to sell Hide the thickest waist - hide the money smell Council needs a taste before they go to hell Bury Santa Cruz in time to catch the swell
Barricade the borders - Hide up in the hills Stare down the mighty coast as you dive into the pills Take a little ride, it’s a Roller coastal thrill Raise your glasses high and celebrate the kill
Yeah, come on, waste away The California dream Is just a wave away When you own the sea
In Serf City [x3], USA [x2]
Yeah, come on, waste away The California dream [x3] Can’t you smell the money?