Drunk Surfer Lyrics by Westside Cowboy
Late nights where is the person who made it.
Wrapped in newspaper, it’s the person who I was.
The white people, will they do that already?
If my movement steady, turn my heels to stone
And we can dance And pretend like it good for us
While race is line and skirting boards
And the door’s bought enough
For a good time
We can’t wait to do what it’s like
On a green side
As the water will destroy
You’re scaring me now,
You’re scaring me now
You and every bone in my body looks for the quickest way out
Late nights where is the person who made it.
Wrapped in newspaper, it’s the person who I was.
The white people, will they do that already?
If my movement steady, turn my heels to stone
And we can dance And pretend like it good for us
While race is line and skirting boards
And the door’s bought enough
For a good time
We can’t wait to do what it’s like
On a green side
As the water will destroy
You’re scaring me now,
You’re scaring me now
You and every bone in my body looks for the quickest way out