Bibbly Bobbly boo

Heeey-yaaay-yeah! Hey-bibbly bobbly-bobbly-boo oh malibu [Intro] [Sound of gentle waves and a single, isolated steel drum melody] [Verse 1] Time passes slow like sweet molasses Booked a berth on a twelve-ship passage Sailing out to the Isle of Malibu White sands shining like a sugar dusting [Chorus] [Big Brass Section Swell, Steel Drum Celebration] Oh, take me back to my island of Malibu Where the sand is made of sugar and the sea’s sparkling blue It’s for ones who like it easy, for the ones who love it sweet White rum liquor with sugary coconut juice Sunburned evenings, moonlight melting on the reef Steel drums echo while the waves rock us to sleep [Verse 2] [Steady "One-Drop" Reggae Rhythm] No clocks ticking on the coral wall Just the rhythm of the tides, the only call We left the heavy world a thousand miles behind To see what kind of treasures a peaceful heart can find [Bridge] [Rhythm drops to a heavy bass-pulse, hazy and reverb-soaked] I’m drinking the rain from a wooden shell, Mixed with a fire that’s clear as a bell. One part lightning, two parts shade, The coolest sting that was ever made. It’s a ghost in the glass, it’s a sting in the sweet, Washing the sugar right off of my feet. The horizon is tilting... The island is shifting... (Yeah, let it tilt...) [Chorus 2] [Full Band in, High Energy] Oh, take me back to my island of Malibu, Where the crystals crunch beneath your shoe. We’re drinking the lightning, we’re chasing the heat, Drowning our shadows in something so sweet. The reef is a mirror, the sky is a haze, Lost in the sugar for the rest of our days! [Outro] [Tempo slows to a crawl, music starts to dissolve into ambient sea sounds] Twelve ships... Sugar dusting... (Sound of a glass clinking with ice) (Fades out with a slow, sleepy steel drums)