King Krule – Dum Surfer

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  1. Dumb surfer is giving me his cash
    Won a bet for fifty and now I need a slash
    Man this band that's playing, is playing fucking trash
    Skunk and onion gravy, as my brain's potato mash
    He came across the back of a bureaucratic stash
    Shot the lot for credit and never got it back
    He's mashed, I'm mashed, we're mashed
    That cat got slashed in half like that
    As venus completes orbit, I’m feeling slightly mashed
    The stir fry didn’t absorb it, I need another slash
    She spoke in English, it was low lit where we sat
    Remembering her face but that’s the end of that
    I’m a step from madness as I puke on pavement slabs
    Got a bit embarrassed, need to get back to the lab
    In the depths of traffic, I was feeling like we crashed
    With a girl from Slovak in a European cab
    From a set of habits, I can see momentums mashed
    If we were commuting, this train would fucking crash
    Now my brain's diluting with blame and guilt and hash
    Getting lashed, getting lashed by all of the gods
    By all of the gods, by all of the gods
    As my brain's diluting, I suffer from whiplash
    This girl's now screaming, I think we've gone and crashed
    The driver’s speaking and the car is still intact
    It was only minor, well that's the end of that
    Girl, that’s the end of that as I know
    Girl, some things you don’t know
    Dumb surfer, don't suffer
    Dumb surfer, don't suffer
    Dumb surfer, don't suffer
    Dumb surfer, don't suffer
    Ay, some things won’t change for a while
    Keep me, keep me as the villain
    But my prayer, you don't own

    ~King Kruel

  2. Lyrics;


    Dumb surfer is giving me his cash
    Won a bet for fifty and now I need a slash
    Man this band that's playing, is playing fucking trash
    Skunk and onion gravy, as my brain's potato mash
    He came across the back of a bureaucratic stash
    Shot the lot for credit and never got it back
    He's mashed, I'm mashed, we're mashed
    That cat got slashed in half like that
    As venus completes orbit, I’m feeling slightly mashed
    The stir fry didn’t absorb it, I need another slash
    She spoke in English, it was low lit where we sat
    Remembering her face but that’s the end of that
    I’m a step from madness as I puke on pavement slabs
    Got a bit embarrassed, need to get back to the lab
    In the depths of traffic, I was feeling like we crashed
    With a girl from Slovak in a European cab
    From a set of habits, I can see momentums mashed
    If we were commuting, this train would fucking crash
    Now my brain's diluting with blame and guilt and hash
    Getting lashed, getting lashed by all of the gods
    By all of the gods, by all of the gods
    As my brain's diluting, I suffer from whiplash
    This girl's now screaming, I think we've gone and crashed
    The driver’s speaking and the car is still intact
    It was only minor, well that's the end of that
    Girl, that’s the end of that as I know
    Girl, some things you don’t know
    Dumb surfer, don't suffer
    Dumb surfer, don't suffer
    Dumb surfer, don't suffer
    Dumb surfer, don't suffer
    Ay, some things won’t change for a while
    Keep me, keep me as the villain
    But my prayer, you don't own

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