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