Octopuses love Tenerife

[Verse 1] They crash-landed hard on a Tuesday noon Near a crowded beach with a thousand tunes Jet skis roaring, umbrellas in lines People yelling at phones, ignoring the pines Our eight-armed friends looked around in dismay “Let’s fix the ship, we can’t stay another day!” [Chorus] But then they found the surfer scene – salt in the air Longboards and wetsuits, no worries, no care With a Spanish guitar and a bonfire at night The octopuses stayed, everything felt right From chaos to calm on a volcanic isle Eight arms in the line-up, they’re stayin’ a while [Verse 2] They started to weld, but the surf called their name A local dude waved, said “Come join the game” No schedules, no deadlines, no mad carousel Just the rhythm of the ocean, a story to tell They dropped their tools, caught a wave with delight Said “Tenerife surfer vibe – we’re staying tonight!” [Chorus] Yeah, they found the surfer scene – salt in the air Longboards and wetsuits, no worries, no care With a Spanish guitar and a bonfire at night The octopuses stayed, everything felt right From chaos to calm on a volcanic isle Eight arms in the line-up, they’re stayin’ a while [Bridge] No rocket fuel needed, just the pull of the tide They found a place where the weirdos collide Hippies and drifters and creatures from space All sharing a wave in a sun-kissed embrace [Spoken: ¡Vamos, pulpos!] [Chorus – last time, big finish] Oh, they love the surfer scene – salt in the air Longboards and wetsuits, no worries, no care With a Spanish guitar and a bonfire at night The octopuses stayed, everything felt right From chaos to calm on a volcanic isle Eight arms in the line-up, they’re stayin’ a while [Outro] Surfin’ Tenerife, ocho brazos al sol Octopuses dancing, out of control They said “Hasta luego” to outer space Tenerife surfer love is their saving grace [Fade out with whistling and surf sounds]