Lyrics:

It's a shame about the roadblock, we're afraid that we'll get caught or stopped
Let's go right now, surf city eastern block
I'm in the trunk my surf board on top
The eighties ain't been kind to anyone, I just wanna find myself some sun
It's 1984, I'm on the run, goodbye Berlin, hello Autobahn
It's a shame about the roadblock
If they catch us, we won't ever talk
Let's go right now surf city eastern block
I'm in the trunk when the inspector knocks