cramps
surfin' dead
Ah, my favorite brain soup - Cream of nowhere Ooh baby, your asphalt eater hung ten The hoedads and gremmies say you reached top end So do the dead, through the lights The surfin' dead, oooh make it tight The livin' dead now baby lose their heads Now baby, doin' the dead Yeah you're a high-rev hauler with all four on the floor But your a-bone's busted and you're through the door So do the dead, juice the Coupe Come on the livin' dead, ooh you're in the soup The livin' dead now baby, like I said now baby, do the dead Your carburetor don't carb, got a hammer down this Your generator gens but your pistons don't work Do the dead, run for ten The surfin dead, c'mon turn it in The livin' dead insist, it's the latest twist, do the dead Run run run run, now do it Stay sick! You square brains out there better beware Oh this phantom driver down in the ground You better plant 'em right or they'll come around Move out baby, move that mound Or they'll dig it up and they'll shut you down So c'mon, aw c'mon, aw c'mon  . Now life is short and it's filled with stuff So let me know baby when you've had enough Oh do the dead, turn blue Yeah the surfin' dead, as dead as you There's nothing on the radio when you're dead There's nothing at the movie show when you're dead There's nowhere left for you to go when you're dead Do the dead, yeah do the dead Do the dead, surfin' dead