Well I hear they spotted bomb waves
Down at Shooter's at South End
Grab your boards and let's all go
To an apocalyptic surfland
Oil in the water
Waves like chocolate milk
Industrial dragons on the shore
Breathing fire and smoke
Hexavalant Chromium Waves
Somebody call the EPA
You may not surf that water
But you drink it every day
Surf's Up Chicago
Surf's Up Chicago
Surf's Up Chicago
Surfs up in Chicago
And everybody is heading South
Canaries in a coal mine
Done get that water in your mouth
Its groovy and infectious
My eyes are swollen and turning red
Its all this pollution
That is giving us infections
Hexavalant Chromium Waves
Somebody call the EPA
Its all of this pollution
That is killing our Great Lakes
Surf's Up Chicago
Surf's Up Chicago
Surf's Up Chicago