Songtext von Outside

Well, we get on our boards and we paddle out And we talk surfer talk 'cuz it's got lots of clout Well we watch dead pack (?) in a bitchin' ride And another numb surfer yelled OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE! Well, my palm sheet (?) looks like a piece of leather It's not her fault, it's just 'cuz of the weather Well, she smoked cigarettes 'til the day she died When she gets real mad she yells OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE! This is not a song about being true to your school This is not a song that says surfers rule This is not a song about (???) This is just a tune about OUTSIDE!