Y. C. S. Lyrics

SCHOOL DAYS ENDED WE‘RE GOING ON VACATION
STONED, DRUNK CREW TOWARDS THE DESTINATION
PARADISE OF PRETTY GIRLS, HORNY AT THE POOL
DREAMS ABOUT BEER AND ABOUT LEAVING THE SCHOOL
STONED AS HELL WANDERING AROUND AREA
CAN‘T FIND OUR PLACE – BREAK OUT OF HYSTERIA
MANIACS WITH SURFS ON THE WAVES LOOK COOL
STONED AND DRUNK WE ARE ON THE SURF POOL


YOU CAN‘T SURF, DAY AFTER DAY YOU ARE WALKING ON THE EARTH
YOU CAN‘T SURF, NO MATTER YOU LIKE TRASHMEN - SURFIN' BIRD
SURF OR DIE, DON‘T BE CAREFUL – IT‘S A SIMPLE SUICIDE
WE ARE ON VACATION, SO STOP FUCKING CRYING, YOU CAN'T SURF
BUT WE CAN – YOU DIE!


SURFBOARD, SOMETHING THAT YOU DON‘T KNOW
AND IT‘S COMING, THERE IS A VOLUMINOUS FLOW
DON‘T EVEN UNDERSTAND WHAT‘S THIS ALL ABOUT
DESPERATE, ASHAMED, YOU‘VE KNOCKED YOURSELF OUT
NO HORNY GIRLS, NO PARADISE, NO BEER FOR YOU
AN INCOMING TRY WITH TEARS TO GET THROUGH
WE ARE ON VACATION, FUCK THAT YOU ARE SAD
THE ONLY REASON IS THAT...