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      you walk through my walls   like a ghost on tv   you penetrate me      and my little pink heart   is on its little brown raft   floating out to sea      and what can i say   but i'm wired this way   and you're wired to me      and what can i do   but wallow in you   unintentionally   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      regretfully   i guess i've only got three   simple things to say:   why me?   why this now?   why this way?   with overtones ringing   and undertows pulling away   under a sky that is grey   on sand that is grey   by an ocean that's grey      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