Testo: Arcade Fire. Surf City Eastern Block.

It's a shame about the roadblock, we're afraid that we'll get caught or stopped
Let's go right now, surf city eastern block
I'm in the trunk my surf board on top

The eighties ain't been kind to anyone, I just wanna find myself some sun
It's 1984, we're on the run, goodbye Berlin, hello Autobahn

It's a shame about the roadblock

If they catch us, we won't ever talk
Let's go right now surf city eastern block