I moved from New York

With my boogie board

And bought a big house on the ocean

I stopped being me

I took the shoes off my feet

Just because I took the notion

My hair gave in so my beard came out

Caused quite a face of commotion

It grew past my lips and then it covered my mouth

So no one could read my emotions

Malibu Man

Isn't life great

Got the world in his hands

Malibu Man

Sometimes I get up

But I'm feeling down

I don't have a sister or brother

No family no wife

But I'm still living my life

Just step from a stone to another

I'm a myth of man

I ride the waves when I can

I make the music so people will buy it

I take pride in my ways

And my colossal duvets

I'm just an old fashion retailers riot

Malibu Man

Isn't life great

Got the world in his hands

Malibu Man

Malibu Man

Isn't life great

Got the world in his hands

Malibu Man

Malibu Man

Malibu Man

Malibu Man

Malibu Man