Surf Wax America (Live B-Side)

The Sea is foaming like a bottle of beer
I'm waxin' down so that I'll go real fast
I'm waxin' down because it's really a blast
I'm goin' surfin' cuz I don't like your face
I'm bailin' out because I hate the race
of rats that run around and 'round in the maze
I'm goin' surfin', I'm goin' surfin'!
You take your car to work
I'll take my board
And when you're out of fuel
I'm still afloat
They seem invincible as they surf along
The sea is rollin' like a thousand pound keg
We're goin' surfin', goin' surfin'!

All along the undertow is strengthening its hold
Now I can never go home