one day out on the ocean
with a friend with missing memory
wait
was it me or were it he
should have seen the three of us
sitting in that cabin smoking cigarettes

not going to lie
some of them pretty ladies walk by
and even today i cry
is this what it means to be alive

the ocean waves were dirty
were they angry at what had just happened
is that a thing
all the way over in fukushima
you tell me

friend said get your tsunami board
we'll make it out of this thing alive
there's a big bag of good times
on the other side
if we can just stay alive