The sky is grey The sand is grey And the ocean is grey
And I feel right at home In this stunning monochrome Alone in my way
I smoke and I drink And every time I blink I have a tiny dream
But as bad as I am I'm proud of the fact That I'm worse than I seem
What kind of paradise Am I looking for? I've got everything I want
And still I want more Maybe some tiny shiny key Will wash up on the shore