Surf Song

Travelling through the world
The air-conditioner is broken
You lose a pound each
   mile you drive
Everybody thinks you use drugs,
In the summer

You started out from the cold
With a phone-card that didn't
   last too long
It doesn't matter
You have no one to call
In the summer

I could live like this
I could be like you
I don't need no more
Surfing on a wave
Taking it day by day

Forget about the tide
Let's go down for a quick swim
See a star and the
   happily shining moon
The beach up ahead looks fine
But as soon as you enter
   you might feel
A burning needle penetrating
   your foot
In the summer