The best song wasn't the single
But you weren't either.
Living in Ladera Heights,
The black Beverly Hills,
Domesticated paradise,
Palm trees and pools,
The waters blue, swallow the pill,
Keeping it surreal,
Whatever you like,
Whatever feels good,
Whatever takes you mountain high.
Keeping it surreal,
Not sugar free, my TV ain't HD
That's too real,
Grape vine, mango, peaches and lime,
A sweet life, a sweet life, sweet life,
Sweet life, sweet life,
A sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet life,
A sweet life, a sweet life, sweety pie.
You've had a landscaper and a housekeeper
Since you were born,
The starshine always kept you warm,
So why see the world
When you got the beach?
Don't know why see the world
When you got the beach?
The sweet life.
The best song wasn't the single,
But you couldn't turn your radio down,
Satellite need a receiver,
Can't seem to turn the signal fully off,
Transmitting a wave.
Your catching that breeze
Til youre dead in the grave,
But youre keeping it surreal,
Whatever you like,
Whatever feels good,
Whatever takes your mountain high.
Keeping it surreal,
Not sugar free, my TV ain't HD
That's too real,
Grape vines, mango peaches and lime,
A sweet life, a sweet life, a sweet life,
A sweet life, a sweet life, a sweet life,
Live and die in the life.
You've had a landscaper and a housekeeper
Since you were born,
The starshine always kept you warm,
So why see the world
When you got the beach?
Don't know why see the world
When you got the beach?
And the water
Is exactly what I wanted,
It's everything I thought it'd be,
But this neighborhood
Is getting trippier everyday,
Neighborhood is going ape shit crazy.
You've had a landscaper and a housekeeper
Since you were born,
The starshine always kept you warm,
So why see the world
When you got the beach?
Don't know why see the world
When you got the beach?
The sweet life.