Naked Raygun - Surf Combat lyrics

Staring at the lifeguards Hear mommy scream I ain't got no morals It's a bloody wayout dream The noon-day sun makes you want to k** Mining all beaches Flying hands and feet Poison in your Thermos Is no fun but discreet Muscle Beach is now Pork Chop Hill Barbecuring babies Shish-kabob bikinis Napalm makes you vomit As it sizzles off your weenie Surf combat