Sunrise, an empty mansion at the seaside
No one around, a little town committed suicide
The people drowned amid the high tide
The beach is wet with money
Blank check, it's not enough to buy the time back
It's not enough to stop the world to try to fight back
The ocean carried off the wine rack, it's kind of funny

Living at the end, nothing left but the pier up in Malibu
Living at the end, since they all disappeared out here

All gone, no one to water all the grass lawns
They thought it couldn't happen here, and they were dead wrong
A hermit crab upon a chaise longue
The water took the city
Sea salt
The markets came to complete halt
They tried to warn us, we ignored them, it's our own fault
The ocean's filling up the bank vaults
It's kind of pretty

Living at the end, nothing left but the pier up in Malibu
Living at the end, since they all disappeared out here