Surfin' Dead

Ahhhh my favorite rain scenes. Creamy. Oh baby, your ass won't eat or huntin' Look, oh, dad, and grime, say you reach top And so do the dead, do the lights

The serpent dead, who'll make it die The man who dead, now baby, lose their heads Now baby, don't look down You have to hire a follower with a fawn, a flow of virtue A bone must fit in you through the door so do the dance Choose the crew, come on, but live and dare

Whoa, you're in the suit, to live and dare now Baby like I said, now baby do the dance You're carbureted, don't call, gotta hammer down I'll miss your generator, channel, but your pistons don't work to the dam We run for 10, the fuckin' dead, come on turn it in The living dead in six, it's the latest twist

I'll sked to the dam Right right right now Out, good You swear I bring out the air better than you were.

Oh, you stand on the driver, down in the ground, you better plan them right, or they'll come around. You move out, baby, you move out of my own door, they'll dig it up and they'll shut you down, so it's home.

I come on, I come on, I come on.