The Lay of the Surfers Robert Calvert

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 feel
Hydro heroes, Valhalla bound
You gotta admit that we git around

Steed of the waves
Steed, steed, steed of the waves
Steed of the waves
Steed, steed, steed of the waves
Steed of the waves
Steed, steed, steed of the waves
We're gonna ride you to our watery graves

Surf, surf riding, when the sails are furled
Surf, surf riding, shooting the curl
Surf, surf raiding, terrifically tanned
The 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 sight
Antedated antedeluvian
I guess you could call us barbarians