(Peter O'Doherty)Big blond Max, waxy twin fin squeezed between her kneesLove her stacks, when she does her radical re-entryI take her blatantly, hands grip her tanned girthWe stare so vacantly out at the glassy surfOceans, oceans of skin, stretched upon the sandLike foaming crusts they're wrapped around each otherSeaweeds, seaweeds galore, hanging by the shoreSurf & mull & sex that's all life's for...More and more, more total bulk and brilliant untold gagWhat a score, ten points me ol' and here's a shoulder bag.I never go to school, hardly need to work at allThe world has got no rules, it's just a coloured ball...Surf and mull and sex and funSurf and mull and sex and funSurf and mull and sex and funSurf and mull and sex and funSurf and mull and sex and funSurf and mull and sex and fun