Right hand to God
Left hand holding the jewels
And I'm swearing up and down

Tide stole my youth
These creases in my brow ain't tan lines
Saltwater swole my eyes (Beachlife)

The sun's burning black and blue (On my green eyes)
Too cold this side of June


It ain't natural

Right hand in yours

Left hand holding the juice
When that jungle flower blooms
Leave it in the ground

Don't try to cut it out
The creases in your brow ain't tan lines
Saltwater swole your eyes (Beachlife)

The sun burned black and blue (On your green eyes)
Too cold this side of June


It ain't natural

I'll rebel, I'll rebel

But it ain't natural
I take care, I take care
It's just not growing well

I'm no match for you
It's not hard to tell
This isn't going well


But we're under the palm trees
Thinking heaven must be

Somewhere under these palm trees
With all the hell we're raising
At least we had the palm trees

To shade us from the ray beams
But not even the palm trees
Could save us from the flames

Summer remains