Tiki gods, no masters
That’s how life should be
Don’t need no religion
To make up rules for me
Tiki gods, no masters
The only life I lead
Surf and grind till I die
For tiki I will bleed
Tiki gods, no masters
Kirsten’s books are law
Aloha shirts, rabid grins
Exotic birds yell “Caw!”
Tiki gods, no masters
Ancient ones stand firm
I exclaim and praise thy name
As blazing torches burn