Lyrics

(Jackson, Ridarick)

The boys & girls riding round on the subway

Staring down with their eyes on the screen

Flying by like a plane down the runway

Here he comes: the King of the Streets



Surf Punk!

He was the Deep South’s only

Glam Rockin’, Gum-chewin’ Surf Punk!

He was a skateboardin’ love machine 

Rolls up next to the train in the subway

Hairspray makes him look 7ft tall

White vinyl boots step on to the skateboard

He rides for miles & miles & miles, just having a ball



Surf Punk! He was the Deep South’s only

Glam Rockin, Gum-chewin’
S
urf Punk! He was a fast movin’ love machine

Surf Punk! He was a Spandex-lovin’, elbow-shovin’

Surf Punk! He was a skateboardin’ teenage dream



They said he couldn’t read

It just came to him naturally



Surf Punk! He was the Deep South’s only

Glam Rockin’, Gum-chewin’

Surf Punk! He was a skateboardin’ love machine

Surf Punk! He was a Midtown-shoppin’

Quaalude-poppin’ Surf Punk!

He was a free-loadin’ teenage dream



He was a Sidewalk Submarine

If you know just what I mean



He was a: Hot-roddin’, Pill-poppin’, Mind-blowin’, Flame-throwin’, Fist-pumpin’
, Hard-Rockin’, Side-steppin’, Fast-movin’, Free-loadin’, Gum-chewin’
, Well-oiled, Hard Boiled, High-flyin’, Boot-Buyin’...