Surf's Up, Fukushima!
Neuro-plasticity is a responsibility
The daily grind will only dull where your sharp edge should be
The toilet only flushes in one direction, it seems
Centripetal forces would have you down on bended knee
If we could only turn our dreams into revenue streams, to put food on the table
What a wonderful world it would be
On top of the world, from the bottom of the heap
Surf's-up, Fukushima!
Row, row life is but a dream...
You thought that you won, but we were on the same team
Surf's-up, Fukushima!
World-class entropy
If you plan on calling God, accept the one-time service fee
But the fine print clearly states there's no money-back guarantee
If you want to live so long this becomes ancient history
Trade in all your feeble flesh for durable poly-styrene
And when the rolling waves start stacking carcasses up on the beach
Ask that smell to tell you if you've misplaced your mortality...
The weatherman told me this morning on TV...
Surf's-up, Fukushima!
Ain't as bad as it seems
Bring lead umbrellas, fellas
Acid raining in sheets
Surf's-up, Fukushima!
So you can't hear them scream
The daily grind will only dull where your sharp edge should be
The toilet only flushes in one direction, it seems
Centripetal forces would have you down on bended knee
If we could only turn our dreams into revenue streams, to put food on the table
What a wonderful world it would be
On top of the world, from the bottom of the heap
Surf's-up, Fukushima!
Row, row life is but a dream...
You thought that you won, but we were on the same team
Surf's-up, Fukushima!
World-class entropy
If you plan on calling God, accept the one-time service fee
But the fine print clearly states there's no money-back guarantee
If you want to live so long this becomes ancient history
Trade in all your feeble flesh for durable poly-styrene
And when the rolling waves start stacking carcasses up on the beach
Ask that smell to tell you if you've misplaced your mortality...
The weatherman told me this morning on TV...
Surf's-up, Fukushima!
Ain't as bad as it seems
Bring lead umbrellas, fellas
Acid raining in sheets
Surf's-up, Fukushima!
So you can't hear them scream
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