Dum Surfer

Dumb surfer is giving me his cash

Won a bet for fifty and now I need a slash

Man, this band that's playing is playing fucking trash

Skunk and onion gravy, my brain's potato mash

He came across the back of a bureaucratic stash

Shot the lot for credit and never got it back

He's mashed, I'm mashed, we're mashed

That cat got slashed in half like that, oh

As Venus completes orbit, I'm feeling slightly mashed

The stir fry didn't absorb it, I need another slash

She spoke in English, it was loaded where we sat

Remembering her face, but that's the end of that

On the steps from madness as I puke on pavement slabs

Got a bit embarrassed, need to get back to the lab

In the depths of traffic, I was feeling like we crashed

With a girl from Slovak in a European cab

From the set of habits, I can see momentum's mashed

If we were commuting, this train would fucking crash

Now my brain's diluting, we're blamed until we're lashed

Get lashed, get lashed by all of the gods

By all of the gods

By all of the gods

It's my brains diluting, I suffer from whiplash

This girl's not screaming, I think we're gonna crash

The driver's freaking and the car is still intact

It was only minor, well, that's the end of that

Good, that's the end of that as I know

There are some things you don't know

Dumb surfer

Dumb surfer

Dumb surfer

Dumb surfer

Dumb surfer

Dumb surfer

Dumb surfer

Dumb surfer

Ay, some things won't change for a while

Keep me, keep me as the villain

But I think you don't know

Those kids were worth his kitsch

For a little bit