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