This Malibu scene has its own way of life
It rivals a dream full of colors
If you don’t have a horse you can ride in your Porsche
If yours is not there take your mother’s
This is the life if there’s any at all
So few can enjoy all the splendor
So let’s have a toast as we cruise down the coast
And forget all the things we surrender.

Malibu’s known for its own way of life
Malibu’s known for the sun
Malibu could be the dream of your life
If the spirit and you are at one.

This Malibu scene has its own way of life
It’s mellow and kick-back and easy
You’re lucky if you are among just the few
Who don’t have to live in the city
Malibu’s known for its own way of life
Mountains, blue sky, and the ocean
So lets have a toast as we cruise down the coast
It’s such a magical marvelous potion.

Malibu’s known for its own way of life
Malibu’s known for the sun
But if Malibu’s all you achieve in your life
Then tomorrow you’re walking alone
And you’ve still got a long way to go…

“The rangers are lurking, seething with hatred
For the holdouts,” sez Baretta our watch-out.
“Fuck them!” sez I. “Let’s not generate that reality-
Let’s fuck while Rome burns!”

And Rome burns like a traffic flare on PCH.
And Babylon stands naked straddling the City of Angels.
She is thirsty for hippie-blood, ours.
Every minute is a diamond, hours are tiaras.

Like a beautiful woman dying of cancer
Our village counts the days,
Each a gift of infinite pleasure.
Is anything sweeter than another empty day?

And Love has no value but is value, not a means to
measure;
A community is bound together by that stuff.
And every tree and chimney, a pin for placement of this
web of love.
And every heart, a spider.

Featuring:
Bio-Mechanical Rotating DJ’s,
Norton wisdom and his magic box,
old degenerates,
and more…