Vital Beach Songtext

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

these 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