| Song | The Heads of Dead Surfers |
| Artist | Long Fin Killie |
| Album | Houdini |
| 作词 : Long Fin Killie | |
| A mid-life Adonis, | |
| A god-like forty year-old | |
| Clear skin, clear head | |
| Clear smile, dead style | |
| Designer beach clothes | |
| A little bit of a paunch. | |
| This beach-boy Achilles, | |
| A former leading light of radio | |
| Drowned in suntan lotion | |
| Makes a bold declaration: | |
| "We drove the Moors back into the sea and now we ride their waves!" | |
| And a little bit of something about the positive vibes of the sea-- | |
| "I feel at one with the waves!" | |
| He said: "Let's get a Big Mac, tune into happening sounds, check out the chicks on the beach and chill out, | |
| Chill out, | |
| Chill out." | |
| "We all crawled out of the sea"--and then he winked--"didn't we?" | |
| "We drove the Moors back into the sea and now we ride their waves!" | |
| (Mark Smith) | |
| Bountiful in the cities... | |
| I am the fire in your lungs | |
| I am the fire in your dead lungs | |
| I am the fire in the airwaves | |
| (incomprehensible) | |
| A & R man's dream! |
| zuò cí : Long Fin Killie | |
| A midlife Adonis, | |
| A godlike forty yearold | |
| Clear skin, clear head | |
| Clear smile, dead style | |
| Designer beach clothes | |
| A little bit of a paunch. | |
| This beachboy Achilles, | |
| A former leading light of radio | |
| Drowned in suntan lotion | |
| Makes a bold declaration: | |
| " We drove the Moors back into the sea and now we ride their waves!" | |
| And a little bit of something about the positive vibes of the sea | |
| " I feel at one with the waves!" | |
| He said: " Let' s get a Big Mac, tune into happening sounds, check out the chicks on the beach and chill out, | |
| Chill out, | |
| Chill out." | |
| " We all crawled out of the sea" and then he winked" didn' t we?" | |
| " We drove the Moors back into the sea and now we ride their waves!" | |
| Mark Smith | |
| Bountiful in the cities... | |
| I am the fire in your lungs | |
| I am the fire in your dead lungs | |
| I am the fire in the airwaves | |
| incomprehensible | |
| A R man' s dream! |