Surfing the Crowd

Lyrics

Surf, surf, surfing the crowd Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds The music is loud, the crowd is aroused Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd Surf, surf, surfing the crowd Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds The music is loud, the crowd is aroused Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd Surfing the crowd is like sex to me The agony, the ecstasy The crowd is aroused as they enter me This might end with a pregnancy Surfing the crowd, pure energy Taken to the nth degree I'm not kidding like vasectomy Yes, it's me The show of the goddamn century I perform so many feats like centipedes If you're empty I will fill you with melodies Open you, sesame But I'm not your celebrity I did 10 years of psychotherapy So your friend is who I won't pretend to be Oh you want a selfie? I don't think it's healthy Born in the 70s, sad child My own worst enemy Maybe making it rhyme could be the remedy Words as weaponry might be the recipe My life was a movie I was in every scene Adrenaline shots like amphetamines I thought CG was a better me 'Cause the old me was a memory I was attention starved Wanted too much, I went too far All this pain left a scar Don't let it get too close like ASMR I had a feeling I would be a star And it gets me hard, engorged enlarged In charge like a credit card I penned these bars for my repertoire Fuck self-regard, Fuck avant-garde This is beyond music, this is air guitar Surf, surf, surfing the crowd Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds The music is loud, the crowd is aroused Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd Surf, surf, surfing the crowd Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds The music is loud, the crowd is aroused Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd Surf, surf, surfing the crowd It was unexpected, so I let it be I found the exit and I felt the breeze Blowing through the leaves of a tree that I'd never seen No one is always nice, no one is never mean I'm projection free, your hands carry me, protecting me So was it all a dream? Is the answer a question? Am I a contestant on the game show "jeopardy"? Why am I obsessed with intensity? The feeling when she sleeps next to me The safest space, like an embassy The song of the bird in the clouds like it was written by Claude Debussy Surfing the crowd is my destiny Surfing the crowd, it was meant to be And you can't change the past But the future is bright like a Xmas tree And time is a flat circle And it looks like a pizza, so I want extra cheese I'm on a spending spree Twenty g's for a show, yes please How sweaty can a fellow be This Tacchini tracksuit is a felony Porn star 'stache Ron Jeremy Living in your head rent free, telepathy High as the mezzanine And making it last like the letter Z 'Cause I got plans for 2023 This is the end of the song, not the end of me Surf, surf, surfing the crowd Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds The music is loud, the crowd is aroused Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd Surf, surf, surfing the crowd Like a bird, bird, bird in the clouds The music is loud, the crowd is aroused Watch me surf, surf, surfing the crowd