Surf Wax America

Written by：Rivers Cuomo/Patrick Wilson

Sea is foaming like a bottle of beer

The wave is coming but I aunt got no fear

I'm waxing down so that I'll go real fast

I'm waxing down cause its really a blast

I'm going surfing cause I don't like your face

I'm bailing out because I hate the race

Of rats that run round and round in a maze

I'm going surfing going surfing

You take your car to work

I'll take my board

And when you're out of fuel

I'm still afloat

My buddies and their hones all come along

They seem invincible it takes em along

The sea is rolling like a thousand pound keg

I'm going surfing were going surfing

You take your car to work

I'll take my board

And when you're out of fuel

I'm still afloat

You take your car to work

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

And when you're 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

All along the undertow is strengthening its hold

I never thought it'd come to this now I can never go home

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

You take your car to work

I'll take my board

Let‘s go