Today is the final day of the music industry. The only guitar solo that matters. Coming back with the outsize jam we be slamming. Come on! Hit it on the down low. With something for your cheap or the beach or your condo. The summertime's here. Girls in bikini with their sun tan glow and I don't care. As far as the eye can see. There's a hundred beach bunnies on the beach and they're jockeying me. Now that's the lick and that's the pity. That you and yours ain't lounging in the city. Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. Take, take, oh yeah. Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. Lord, you please take me down. Do you wanna go down? Do you wanna go down with me? Let it go, take me down. I'm rocking in the city. The sea feels cool. And when I'm dried off, you know it's over to the barbecue. The party starts anew. But it's a beach thing and I'm holding more S than a G straight. Just blazing up. I'm getting hot from the rays and the force of my paper cup. Schooling with my peeps. Beach bunnies showing out from the waves to the back seat. The summer fest. Year after year I'm in the sun and my body's feeling blessed. Messing and relaxing. A little one on one cause all the ladies love my back set. Paradise sent for your ears. So you can bring the boys and we can bring a gang of beers. Some of the lick and that's the pity. That you and yours ain't lounging in the city. Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. Take me. Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. Oh, won't you please take me now? Do you wanna go down? Do you wanna go down with me? Let it go, take me down. I'm rocking in the city. Do you wanna go down? Do you wanna go down with me? Let it go, take me down. I'm rocking in the city. You don't stop. We took a break. You look a monkey down before with all madness. Now we come to up the score. In trance in the sunshine. The fuck do we run from? The paradise sim and the whole nine. The lyrical something. It's got mayhems nodding and sound systems all bumping. Some of the lick and that's the pity. Cause we be living large in paradise city. Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. Take me. Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. I want you please take me high. Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. Take me. Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. I want you please take me high. Coming back with the outside jam. There is no more rock music. There is no more music.