[Verse 1: Isaac Brock]

A surf rock band from the land of plenty

Surf rock bands with no surf, just pine trees

Struck by being ashamed of your old space

Just wanting that mean heat

You bleached your hair and you pawned your skis

And then you sold out for the shade of the palm tree scene

And said, "Oh, what a drag! Oh, what a backwards scheme

'Cause here things go from gray to gray and back to gray again

And they get green and go to gray and go back to gray again"

So he said

[Chorus: Isaac Brock with Nicole Johnson, Calvin Johnson]

"Head south! Head south!"

"Head south! Head south!" (Head south)

"Head south! Head south!"

"Head south! Head south!" (Head south)

"Head south! Head south!"

"Head south! Head south!" (Head south)

"Head south! Head south!"

"Head south! Head south!" (Head south)

[Verse 2: Isaac Brock]

Struck by being ashamed of your old space

Just wanting that mean heat

You bleached your hair and you pawned your skis

And then you sold out for the shade of the palm tree scene

Surrounded, cut off jeans and cut off jeans are

What you mean when you say

[Chorus: Isaac Brock with Nicole Johnson, Calvin Johnson]

"Head south! Head south!"

"Head south! Head south!" (Head south)

"Head south! Head south!"

"Head south! Head south!" (Head south)

"Head south! Head south!"

"Head south! Head south!" (Head south)

"Head south! Head south!"

"Head south! Head south!" (Head south)