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Vital Beach Lyrics
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
of a hallucinogenic sunset
at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah
vital beach, vital beach
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!
these amplifiers see all
and all the seagulls mutter "whatchoo doing with your life?"
performing light checks on your lethal lows
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
of a hallucinogenic seascape
at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah
vital beach, vital beach
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
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
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
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It's most likely about bands being washed up from being a one hit wonder or something like that, and wondering how their life degraded into who they are as musicians now
I really hope this song is making fun of the show Laguna Beach.
I've fallen face first into a painting of 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 sharks' Beretta's: click-click, click-click, click-click, click! 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 turned trophy wife, he's a high profile CEO. all the seagulls mutter, "What'cha doing with your life?" and vomit laugh tracks on your lead solos.
Brittle, brittle moon! We're grieving for you Brittle, brittle moon! held together with glue and we sing, "Everybody's waiting for you to drop!" Then we fall face first into another painting...
I've fallen 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 fans 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!" This is the year of speedboats, summer homes. Still the seagulls mutter, "What'cha doing with your life?" And vomit laugh tracks on your career goals.
Brittle, brittle moon! We're grieving for you Brittle, brittle moon! held together with glue and we sing, "Everybody's waiting for you to drop!" Then we fall face first into another painting...
at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach
at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach
at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach
at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach
at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach
I think the re-posted lyrics are correct; and I'd assume he/she has the official lyric booklet by some twist of fate.
Nice.
"falling face first into a painting"
Super Mario anyone?
i think this song has to do with falling in to the imagined golden life of being an artist, then sees what it is for real; that life is a hard one to get by on, unless you really are living for the art.
i think teh guys are saying that there is no sort of respect for teh fakers that do it for the fame. that music is decaying under these types of people. because the agent could care les if you hchew off your face, and if tyou don't love your music to do it, no one else will care more than you do.
Well put, idiobox. The music world is corrupt and empty for those whose hearts don't stand by their art.
these lyrics are horridly wrong.JRCJYC has them right.
"falling face first into a painting"
Super Mario anyone?
made me lol
"falling face first into a painting"
Super Mario anyone?
made me lol