We don't wake in the morning, we stay up all night Just before the sunrise, we hit the f**in tide The water chills our bodies, the coral slits our veins We fall off of our boards, then we rise to surf again Lurk out of the water, with barnacles and crabs The girls laugh and point but we just stare at their a** If any fake a** posers try to sneak up on our surf Theyll be dead by dawn and buried in the earth Moshing is the ritual of blood and pain and flesh Bang your f**in head, thrash to the d**h Stomp your booted feat, swing your elbows Break somebodies nose with a flurry of blows Moving in a circle, at a frantic pace Don't be afraid there's no loser in this race When somebody falls, pick their a** up If they're in a cardigan, stomp their b**hy guts There's one command in our minds It pounds loudly through our heads Surf Mosh k**! It's our creed, f** the rest Zombie brigade attack Our knives slice through your neck Surf Mosh k** SMK carved in your chest No chance of survival There won't be anything left Surf Mosh k**! To the f**ing d**h! When the sun sets, we head out to some shows Sacrifyx is playing! be sure to tell your bros Grab some malt liquor, at least 300 cans If we get lucky we'll be doing keg stands The crowed erupted, a vortex in the dark Some dude crowd surfed on an inflatable shark Posers were cleaved, and hipsters were beaten Weredude brought a date, but that b**h got eaten! Bang your head, foam at the mouth, till you can't no more If you're too cool for that sh** you'll be axed with no remorse! Surfing beer and titties, metal, meat and shows Moshing, zombies, horror movies, that is what we love