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Amy Angel And The HellRaisers – Surfer Punk lyrics
(Verse 1)
From the time he was born
Something wasn't right
He slept all day
Surfed all night
Went to a punk show
Things were'nt the same
Started writing songs
They were all quite insane

(Chorus)
Surfer Punk Surfer Punk
Sold his board for a bag of junk
Surfer Punk Surfer Punk
Cried cause his junk was bunk

(Verse 2)
He still had his woody
But not for very long
Thought he had a fair deal
For a tire and a bong
In the middle of the nite
Floating on his tire
He howls at the moon,
With his mohawk on fire

(Chorus)
Surfer Punk Surfer Punk
Sold his board for a bag of junk
Surfer Punk Surfer Punk
Cried cause his junk was bunk

(Hook)
From the time he was born
Something wasn't right
He slept all day
And surfed all night

Surfer Punk
Surfer Punk
Your junk is bunk
Your junk is bunk
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