Vital Beach Songtext

von The Blood Brothers

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
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