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?
Serf City [x3], USA
[x4]