Ahyahhhhhh ah
Ahyahhhh ah ah
Ahyahhhhhh ah
Ahyahhhh ah ah
Ahyahhhhhh ah
Ahyahhhh ah ah
Ahyahhhhhh ah
Surf's Up Motherf*cka!
Specious dopamine
From castles in the sky
Every wave a pipe dream
On the galactic tide
So lets burn all the comets through our lips black holes
Coz I'm shooting up stars and spinning racked 8 balls
Taste that uncut flavour, watch the kite fly high
Up and over the moon
Floating off on cloud nine
On the Galactic Tide
(Riiiiideeeee)
Roll Up Motherf*cker
(Oooooo)
Ahyahhhhhh ah
Ahyahhhh ah ah
Ahyahhhhhh ah
Rack Up
Huffing Whipple's cream
Through grinding pearly whites
Burning laser beams
From flying saucer eyes
Coz thermodynamic law is for the pussy whipped
Lesser chemical compounds space-time has made it's bitch
I'm your dark matter of fact, the best flavour of quark
I am a quantum mechanic with 12 cylinders sparked