Staring at the lifeguards
Hear mommy scream
I ain't got no morals
It's a bloody wayout dream
The mid-day sun makes you want to kill

Mining all beaches
On your hands and feet
Playing with the morals
Is no fun but discreet
Muscle Beach is now Pork Chop Hill

All I see, bikinis
And they gon' make you vomit
As it sizzles off your weenie
Surf combat