Going to the seaside
On a hot summer day
In a Renault Espace
By the old Abbeville road
The country's so beautiful

Did you take the "Surfin' M.O.D." record?
And the Snuls tape, I can't do without you know
What if we stopped at Happiness House
We could have a beer, listen to black metal?


Everybody for an oystaz party
Everybody steps into a snack
Everybody whistles at the waitress
Everybody glances at her ass

(Terribly sorry but there are no oystaz left)

Going to the sea for the oystaz fest
Not lucky this time, surely cursed by the Beast
Not one single oysta all through Fort-Mahon
We jump in the car and we rush to Cahon
Prawns and fish everywhere, no oystaz left
Quend Plage, Le Crotoy, Cayeux
For nails we did these kilometers

Je ne vais plus à la mer, il faut que je vous raconte
Dans un tout petit resto, il y avait beaucoup de monde
Je demandai des huîtres, la serveuse me répond:
"désolée, i' n'a pu"
J'avais pas l'air d'un con
On a tout déchenillé, c'est ainsi avec nous
Quand on est contrarié, on rigole pas des genoux
Et aujourd'hui encore, et ce n'est vraiment pas de bol
Tout le monde se souvient de Carnival In Coal
On allait à la mer pour y manger des huîtres
On allait à la mer pour y manger des huîtres

Lyrics submitted by bananahero

Yeah, Oystaz song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top