Surf Wax America

This song has been my anthem for the past two weeks and hopefully this weekend I will share in River Cuomo's jubilation -

The sea is foamin' like a bottle of beer.
The wave is comin' but I ain't got no fear.
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, round and round, in a maze.
I'm goin' surfin', I'm goin' surfin'.

You take your car to work. I'll take my board.
And when your out of fuel, I'm still afloat.

My buddies and their honeys all come along.
They seem invincible as they surf along.
The sea is rollin' like a thousand pound keg.
We're goin' surfin', we're goin' surfin.

You take your car to work. I'll take my board.
And when your out of fuel, I'm still afloat.

All along the undertow is strengthening its hold.
I never thought it'd come to this.
Now, I can never go home

You take your car to work.
I'll take my board. (All along the undertow is strengthening its hold.)
And when your out of fuel, I'm still afloat.
(I never thought it'd come to this. Now, I can never go home)

You take your car. I'll take my board.

Let's go!

Wish me luck in Santa Cruz!