|
I'm falling face first into a painting
Of a hallucinogenic sunset
At vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah
Vital beach, vital beach
Well i'm the boy on the beach with the guitar
All the sharks berate us
Get-get-get-get-get-get back!
We're the band on the stage at the wedding
By the sea with frozen t-t-t-t-tidal waves
Alright, she's a concubine-trained trophy wife
He's an able-bodied CEO
And all the seagulls mutter "whatcha doing with your life?"
Forming love tracks on your lethal loves
Brittle brittle moan!
I'm grieving for you
Brittle brittle moan!
And together with you we sing:
Woah-oh everybody's
Waiting for your tantrum
And then we fall face first into another painting
I'm falling face first into a painting
Of a hallucinogenic seascape
At vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah
Vital beach, vital beach
I'm the boy in the sharkskin tuxedo
All my friends are screaming
Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!
My agent said i should chew off my own face
I have no taste and anything could help
Sing it again!
Three cheers for opportunity!
Next to the ears of people at their summer homes
Still the seagulls mutter "whatchoo doing with your life?"
Forming love tracks on your cover girls
Brittle brittle moan!
I'm grieving for you
Brittle brittle moan!
And together with you we sing:
Woah-oh everybody's
Waiting for your tantrum
And then we fall face first into another painting
At vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah
Vital beach, vital beach
|
|
