Surfs Up

Surfs Up In distant lands From Kuwait Bay To Afghanistan Arabia To Pakistan We all high five As we hang ten The ladies there With burkas on Will grab their boards And surf along The Taliban With weapons raised Are now into The surfing craze The Saudi king Is wondering With his wives What they're missing So he goes and buys Daytona Beach And has it shipped To the Middle East Where there is no more Need to fight As they sing Beach Boy tunes By beach fire light They're all hanging loose In the Middle East Even the Palestinians And the Israelis Who knew surfing would Bring so much peace To the troubled times In the Middle East