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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 we're frozen and t-t-t-t-turned away! alright, she's a country preacher trophy wife Songtextethese amplifiers see all and all the seagulls mutter "whatchoo doing with your life?" performing light checks on your lethal lows brittle brittle moan! i'm grieving for you brittle brittle moan! and together with you we sing: woah-oh everybody's waiting for your touch off to 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 till the seagulls mutter "whatchoo doing with your life?" performing light checks on your corridors brittle brittle moan! i'm grieving for you brittle brittle moan! and together with you we sing: woah-oh everybody's waiting for your touch off to fall face first into another painting at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah vital beach, vital beach Aus Songtexte Mania