Tekster: Nada Surf. High/Low. Psychic Caramel.

Take a look at what's been done
The killing wound is the thousandth cut
A dead turtle on the beach
Who puts my happiness out of reach

Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand
Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand

Psychic caramel dimulants
They're good for the undertow
Better than a psychotic stimulant
Word to your mother you know

But it's a drag you know sometimes
It's a drag you know sometimes
And it drags
It drags

Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand
Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand

Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand
Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand

We will always be the sea
Years will be I, you will see
Now I finally understand
The Mother's belly is here with me

Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand
Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand

Going deaf and peaceful
I'm going for a walk
The times I have the most to say
Are the times that I can't talk

Psychic caramel dimulants
They're good for the undertow
Better than a psychotic stimulant
Word to your mother you know

But it's a drag you know sometimes
It's a drag you know sometimes
And it drags
It drags

Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand
Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand

Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand
Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand

Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand
Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand

Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand
Sea, sun, sand, self
Sea, sun, sand