Lyrics - The Lay Of The Surfers by Calvert Robert

Surf surf riding ... cruising the crests
Surf surf riding ... zooming with zest.
Surf surf raiding ... unbelievably brown
Plundering cities.
And pillaging towns.
Surf surf riding ... keen on the keel
Surf surf riding's got a far-out feelhydro heroes ...
Valhalla boundyou gotta admit that we git aroundsteed of the waves ... steed steed ... steed of the wavessteed of the waves ... steed steed ... steed of the waveswe're gonna ride you to our watery graves.
Surf surf riding ... when the sails are furledsurf surf riding ... shooting the curlsurf surf raiding ... terrifically tannedthe world's our oyster ... the pearl's in our hands
Surf surf riding ... when the billows are right
Surf surf riding ... oo it's so outta sightantedated ante de lu vi an
I guess you could call us
Barbarians
Barbarians
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Barbarians
Barbarians
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Barbarians
Barbarians
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Barbariansthe world's our oyster ... the pearl's in our hands
Surf riding ... grab your helmet and shield
Surf raiding ... hear them church bells pealsurf riding ... hear what
I sayserves you right if you get in our way
Surf surf raiding ... we're the scourge of the shores
Surf surf raiding ... better lock up your doors
Surf surf raiding ... unbelievably brown
Plundering cities.
And pillaging towns.
Surf surf riding ... keen on the keel
Surf surf riding's got a far-out feelhydro heroes ...
Valhalla boundyou gotta admit that we git around
Valhalla bound
Vala halla valhalla bound
Valhalla bound
Vala halla valhalla bound
Valhalla bound
Vala halla valhalla boundyou gotta admit that we git around

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