Wreck Beach/Totem Park - The Zolas

Roman-candle cruisers lighting up the trees

Crackle from the radios and voices in the breeze

The raiders come at sundown

«It's the law, son, clear the beach»

A message in a bottle

Yeah we thought this was heaven

Explore the apocalypse

Come build something with me love

At the end of the world

It’s the end of the world

Watching the sun slip out of touch

Pinker than paradise, redder than blood

300 stairs back to civilization

I’ll sit on the beach till thy put me in cuffs

Cemetry city the truth about where I grew up

Songs I loved to sing revealed themselves as requiems

A virgin place, the cleanest slate and all the whitest lies

For 27 years I guess my mind was occupied

Yeah the clubs are all closing

It’s time for everyone to find their homes

The street spirits stumble in circles

«It was here I could’ve sworn»

«It was here I could’ve sworn»

Watching the sun slip out of touch

Pinker than paradise, redder than blood

300 stairs back to civilization

I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs

Totem park is dark now and we’re piling in the car

4 squished in the back and through the sunroof there’s the stars

We had our reservations, yeah we knew something wasn’t right

But we drove around the edge of them and went on with our lives

Watching the sun slip out of touch

Pinker than paradise, redder than blood

300 stairs back to civilization

I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs

I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs

I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs

I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs (put me in cuffs)

I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs (put me in cuffs)

300 stairs back to civilization

I’ll sit on the beach till they put me in cuffs