Bag Of Toys - Surf Song lyrics

Cruising to the beach in my piece of sh** Got my surfboard jammed in and it barely fits The sun pouring down and it floods the dash Hula girls sways as I find my stash Thumping hands tap to the beat of the street The back sweating hard sticking to the seat Got the Sublime pumping on the stereo But my heads still thumping from the night before But that's Okay, That's okay another day on it's way Well the window's rolled down and the peddle to the floor But the fog bank looms just a mile off of shore It's only 10 am and the beach is packed The girlies in thongs got my mind all sacked Well the new swell is here and it's starting to show Got the offshore winds and they're ready to blow Pull out the board, wax up the stick The duct-taped dings seem to do the trick But that's Okay, That's okay another day on it's way It's a beautiful day (yeah) It's a beautiful day Paddle out and dish it up, pull it back again Rip it up and pull it up, feel like a friend Find another day, Complain another day, Cuz everything melts away in a wave Until you pour it out and pull it up, give it what you've got Jack it up and fill it up, take it to the next notch Take it all the way it's a beautiful day Take it all the way, Yeah, It's a beautiful day (yeah) It's a beautiful day Na, na, bla, bla, bla... Sprinting across the sand, burn off my feet Hit the surf running and don't miss a beat Take my place bobbing, out in the swell Turn and spin and paddle like hell Feel the wave grabbing and jump to my feet A bottom carve turn like I've never seen Six quick snaps and a floater inside kick out the back, a nice f**ing ride But that's Okay, That's okay another day on it's way It's a beautiful day (yeah) It's a beautiful day