Sweet Life

The best song wasn't the single, but you weren't either
 Living in Ladera Heights, the black Beverly Hills
 Domesticated paradise, palm trees and pools
 The water's blue, swallow the pill
 Keepin' it surreal, whatever you like
 Whatever feels good, whatever takes you mountain high
 Keepin' it surreal, not sugar-free
 My TV ain't HD, that's too real
 Grapevine, mango, peaches, and limes, the sweet life
 The sweet life, sweet life
 Sweet life, sweet life
 The sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet life
 Sweet life, the sweet life
 Sweetie pie
 You've had a landscaper and a housekeeper since you were born
 The star shine always kept you warm
 So why see the world, when you got the beach?
 Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach
 The sweet life
 The best song wasn't the single
 But you couldn't turn your radio down
 Satellite need a receiver, can't seem to turn the signal fully off
 Transmitting the waves
 You're catching that breeze 'til you're dead in the grave
 But you're keepin' it surreal, whatever you like
 Whatever feels good, whatever takes you mountain high
 Keepin' it surreal, not sugar-free
 My TV ain't HD, that's too real
 Grapevines, mango, peaches, and limes, a sweet life
 A sweet life
 A sweet life, yeah
 A sweet life
 A sweet life
 A sweet life
 Live and die in the life
 You've had a landscaper and a housekeeper since you were born
 The star shine always kept you warm
 So why see the world, when you got the beach?
 Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach
 And the water is exactly what I wanted
 It's everything I thought it would be (thought it would be)
 But this neighborhood is getting trippier every day
 The neighborhood is goin' ape shit crazy
 You've had a landscaper and a housekeeper since you were born
 The star shine always kept you warm
 So why see the world, when you got the beach?
 Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach
 The sweet life