Head South

A surf rock man from the land of plenty

Surf rock mess with no surf but pine trees

Struck by being ashamed of your old space

Just wanting that mean heat

You bleached your hair

And you pawned your skis

And then you sold out for the

Shade of the palm tree scene

And said, "Of what a drag!

Oh what a backwards scheme,

Cuz here things go from grey

To grey and back to grey again

And they get green and go to grey

And back to grey again"

So he said," Head south!" [x12]

Struck by being ashamed of your old space

Just wanting that mean heat

You bleached your hair

And you pawned your skis

And then you sold out for the

Shape of the palm tree scene

Surrounded, cut off jeans

And cut off jeans and cut off

Jeans are what you mean

When you say, "Head south!" [x12]