It’s a shame about the roadblock, We’re afraid that we’ll get caught or stopped Let’s go right now, surf city eastern block I’m in the trunk my surf board on top
The eighties ain’t been kind to anyone, I just wanna find myself some sun It’s 1984, we’re on the run, Goodbye Berlin, hello Autobahn
It’s a shame about the roadblock If they catch us, we won’t ever talk Let’s go right now surf city eastern block