Lyrics

Yeah, yo, yeah, yeah, yeah, look [Verse 1] Looky, looky, what we got here Is Big P and J Jackson with the flow of the year If they needed more action then they know that it's here Like the deep satisfaction from mowing the beer Yeah, sounds good, put the bass in the boot Good sound means we gotta leave some space in the boot Screw that man, I'm trying to get the case in the boot Hey, Haz, it's changing plans, bro, we're taking the ute [Verse 2] Yeah, we're going on a roadtrip, I got the Bo Diddley tape It's only 100k's out of Babylonia Phrase and Jackson Jackson and making our plan of action [?] maximum relaxing Stomach moves so we can't get heart burn or spew Just push through and do what we do We got no room to move from front seat to boot The ute's full of useless shit that we probably won't use [Chorus] Paradise Whoa, I'm in paradise Don't break this, my only vice Don't let the sun come up on me [Verse 3] Hey, Haz? I think we're in paradise A couple mushrooms mixed in with parasites It's like we blend right in here, and my two Friends here, I might just kiss them, I'm feeling Atrocious, let's all have a toast then And guzzle a potion that muddles emotion And carries my mind out to sea in a tropical moonlight Then back to the beach in a bottle of moonshine [Verse 4] Oh my ooh-ah, I'm in ecstasy Which is exactly where I expected to be I'm high and I'm very low, respectively I think I might be losing my perspective Got some action down by the shore Think I was a chick, but I can't be sure 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 I can't sleep, I'm not looking forward to the morning [Chorus] Paradise Whoa, I'm in paradise Don't break this, my only vice Don't let the sun come up on me [Intermission] Hey, Phrase, man, I've been looking all over for you What are you doing with all that stuff all over you? I don't know, you're the one who bought the Bo Diddley tape and Oi, where's the ute gone? Ah, stop being silly, mate I parked it... Oh, god. Parked it where? I parked it right there! Right where, man? Right there! Oh god, this is not looking good, Haz I think we done fucked up paradise [Verse 5] I can't believe we did it again We fucked up paradise in a matter of minutes And had it been in any other city, state, or town We still would've found a way to burn it down Ah, looky, looky, what we got here A couple of hungover bastards and empty beers Jackson Jackson, and Phrase it appears They've lost their minds, so it's goodbye from here [Chorus] Paradise Ooh, I'm in paradise Don't break this my own advice Don't let the sun come up on me Paradise Ooh, I'm in paradise Don't break this my own advice Don't let the sun come up on me Paradise