
Surfin' The Reserves
surf rock, alternative

Surfin' The Reserves
surf rock, alternative
Lyrics
I’m a million little smiles in a bullion stack
Ridin’ waves of every dollar that you’ll never get back
From the mint to the vault, I’m the shimmer you trust
But the tide only rises ‘cause you kick up the dust
But the story gets wild when they dig us out
Blow the tops off mountains, hear the dynamite shout
Crush the ancient rock, melt the history down
Turn rivers to poison just to get us to town
Surfin’ the reserves, on a sea of IOUs
You love your gold, you love what it buys
Every boom, every bust, every guise
I just hang ten
While you’re prayin’ for stability—
I’m surfin’ the reserves
From the open-pit scars to the cyanide lakes
We’re born in the fire for goodness’ sakes
Smelted and poured into bricks so neat
While the forests turn quiet and the fish don’t eat
You stack us in vaults, you lock us away
Then print more paper to pretend we still stay
But the numbers keep climbing, the bars keep on shrinkin’
Central banks smile while the real stuff keeps sinkin’
We’re surfin’ right past ya, catchin’ the wave
While you argue inflation and who to enslav
Surfin’ the reserves, on a sea of IOUs
You love your gold, you love what it buys
Every boom, every bust, every guise
I just hang ten
while you’re prayin’ for stability—
I’m surfin’ the reserves
I’ve watched empires melt like wax in the sun
Watched a king trade his kingdom for a single gold run
You keep callin’ me “value,” but I’m just condensed belief
A shiny little surfer on your cycles of grief
Hey… don’t look so sad.
We’re not disappearing.
We’re just… liquid now.
Very liquid.
And the waves?
They’re getting bigger every year.
Surfin’ the reserves!
You love your gold, you love what it buys
You mined the whole planet to make us this high
But I’ll keep ridin’ every ripple,
every panic you preserve
Still surfin’ the reserves
While you are prayin for stability—
Surfin’ the reserves — wooo!
