Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
Robert Calvert
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
Barbarians, bar, bar, barbarians
Barbarians, bar, bar, barbarians
Barbarians, bar, bar, barbarians
The world is our oyster, the pearl's in our hands
Surf riding, grab your helmet and shield
Surf raiding, hear them church bells peal
Surf riding, hear what I say
Serves you right if you get in our way
Surf, surf riding, we're the scourge of the shores
Surf, surf riding, better lock up your doors
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
Valhalla bound, Vala halla, Valhalla bound
Valhalla bound, Vala halla, Valhalla bound
Valhalla bound, Vala halla, Valhalla bound
You gotta admit that we git around
The Lay of the Surfers was written by Robert Calvert.
The Lay of the Surfers was produced by Brian Eno.