Surf's Up a****** Lyrics

i don't give a s*** where you are from
the valley some desert or kingdom come
you read it in some surf magazine
so you all wind up in hb
first things first where do i start
a sweet v-dub bus might be smart
you read it in some surf f**azine
so you all end up in hb

surfs up a****** [x3]
men in tight suits
surfs up a****** [x3]
sure look cute

the wax, the chicks
ive seen blue crush
gonna f*** that little b**** in the back of my bus

its nice to have someone think for me
thats why I now live in hb
a tattoo a goatee a wallet chain
every single a****** looks the same
a robot producing factory
and it all points down to hb

surfs up a****** [x3]
every single b****
surfs up a****** [x3]
big big t***

what a drag there in the break
it smells familiar and its smeared on my face
what do i do
i had to think
is that the f****** s*** that i took last week
i swam ashore
i could not breath
f*** i stepped on a needle and got hiv
while the lifeguard tanned
and shaved his legs the brown breaks of huntington beach

surfs up a****** [x3]
hey whats up bro (spoken in true to life surfbonics)
surfs up a****** [x3]

the seas are polluted with medical waste
and on the fourth of july i got sprayed with mace

but i got a bro deal on a stick you see
thats the way it goes in hb
thats the way it goes a******