(Intro) White dreads in the sun, got my Duff in my hand, Beach so toxic, but I still understand… Life’s a joke, might as well take a nap, Nuclear breeze blowin’ through my beer can flap. (Chorus) Cheers to the freakin’ sea foam, Sand in my flip-flops, trash on my throne— Yeah, I’m chillin’ with the dreads on the dome, Duff in my grip, and I’m never alone. (Bridge) Springfield waves rollin’ in like sludge, But I sip my truth and I hold no grudge… Just me, the beach, and this radioactive sun, I raise my can — “Cheers!” — the lazy life’s begun.
