Lyrics
Whoever rides the surf
Whoever rides the waves
Forever sighs the ocean for a day
A galaxy of girls
Somewhere out in space
That's a million postcard holidays
The factory's gone beserk
Churning out the same
Over and over, every day
The rotalty's disturbed
Her majesty is dead
Time to make a phone call to the press
We're gonna find a star
Somewhere tonight
Somewhere