I'll be the first one out there tomorrow,
  the first one out there on the waves.
  And I'll be gliding, elegant and beautiful,
oh, my God, surfing is so cool.
 
[Chorus 2]
  I'll be the first one out there tomorrow,
  the first one out there on the waves.
  I'll be gliding, elegant and beautiful,
oh, my God, surfing is so cool.
 
[Verse 1]
  But in the morning when I paddle out it's true:
  no one else is there.
The white water is massive, it's much like a brick wall,
the waves are giant monsters they lift me and I fall.
 
[Verse 2]
My board behind me on a leash it's spinning me around,
I can't get to out breath, [?] I'm not a waterboard.
For a second it gets calm, I just get sucked into the sea,
and the next one hammers on my head immediately.
 
[Chorus 3]
  I was the first one out there this morning,
  the first one out there on the waves.
  And I got hammered, pounded and baked.
Why am I so weak for heaven's sake?
 
 
[Verse 3]
  I bring my board to the pawnshop and my wetsuit too,
  cash converters, panhandling companies.
A perfect to a grid of things you can't use,
one advice I can't refuse "Start collecting stamps instead".
 
[Verse 4]
I try hard but I keep on falling in the surf,
I can't breathe underwater, I better stay on earth.
And I watched them other people riding on the wave
and then go to sleep and tomorrow try again.
 
[Chorus 4]
  I'll be the first one out there tomorrow,
  the first one out there on the waves.
  And I get hammered, pounded and baked,
but I'm gonna learn to surf for heaven's sake.
 
[End-Chorus]
  I'll be the first one out there tomorrow,
  the first one out there on the waves.
  And I get hammered, pounded and baked,
but I'm gonna learn to surf for heaven's sake.