Surfin' Nebraska Lyrics

Wise as the world is flat, I could tell you anything, no questions asked

You're two sheep shy of a sweater with a brain as light as a feather

Ask me where I've been. I got a story for you, my friend. I've been surfing Nebraska

I loaded up my board and went on safari through the hills and the hollers with Clyde and Bonnie

They got money to burn, like the pockets of my jeans

More holy than the pope or a block of sweet cheese

Thanks for the invite, you know I'd love to go, but I ain't around that weekend, bro

I'm surfing in Nebraska. Surfing in Nebraska. In Nebraska, su-su-su-su-surfing

I needed a rest, I needed a break

I heard the surf in the Midwest is great

You'll find me in a cornfield wasting my days

Catching amber waves of grain

Catch a wave, baby, in new hamster's 18-mile coastline

Thanks for the invite, you know I'd love to go, but I ain't around that weekend, bro

I'm surfing in Nebraska. Surfing in Nebraska. In Nebraska, su-su-su-su-surfing

I'm surfing in Nebraska. Surfing in Nebraska. In Nebraska, su-su-su-su-surfing

Su-su-su-su-surfing

Su-su-su-su-surfing

Thanks for the invite, you know I'd love to go

But I ain't around that weekend, bro

Surfin'