Lyrics:

Rain is pouring downIn our land-locked townSkies are always grayLet''s go surfing, babeSomewhere there is hopeSomewhere there are dreamsFar from soot and smokeLet''s go surfing, babeTonight as we look at the moon and the starsFrom our room with security barsThere''s a westerly wind that is blowing both our mindsAnd both our feetWalk through sand that''s as white as the snowPast the people named Kelley and JoeWho have nothing in common with anyone we know, we know they''reToo WagnerianToo ShakespearianToo impossibleLet''s go surfing, babeSomewhere there is hopeFar from everythingFar from misanthropesLet''s go surfing, babeTonight, from a room only Dickens could loveWearing moth-eaten sweaters and glovesWe will open the window and feel an on-shore wind a-blowing inGrab our boards from the back of our vanPaddle out ''til we can''t see the sandSpin around and drop into the wave we hope will never endSomewhere there is hopeSomewhere there are dreamsFar from everythingLet''s go surfing, babeTonight, grab our boards from the back of our vanPaddle out ''til we can''t see the sandSpin around and drop into the wave we hope will never endCatch a wave, a wave, a waveCatch a wave, a wave, a waveSomewhere there is hopeSomewhere there are dreamsFar from everythingLet''s go surfing, babe