| Song | Morning Beat |
| Artist | Brian Wilson |
| Album | That Lucky Old Sun |
| Maw, maw miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah | |
| Maw, maw miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah | |
| The sun burns a hole through the 6 | |
| AM haze Turns up the volume and shows off it's rays | |
| Another Dodger-blue sky is crowning | |
| L.A. The City of | |
| Angels is rushed every day | |
| That lucky old sun smiles on me | |
| Wanna slide down the mountain to the dancin' sea | |
| I'm rockin' to the morning beat | |
| It's risin' from star studded concrete | |
| This city has my favorite soundtrack | |
| It makes you wanna move even though it's laid back | |
| Take it in stride it'll kick start your feet | |
| When you're tuned in to the morning beat | |
| Driving through the maze of the | |
| Hollywood | |
| Hills Headed to the ocean for a view that would kill | |
| Watching from the | |
| Wheel in Santa | |
| Monica Pier | |
| A million diamonds floating on heavenly tiers | |
| The gentle wind won't make a sound | |
| Even though it's forcing the waves to crown | |
| Maw, maw, miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah | |
| Maw, maw, miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah | |
| Hear those guitars gently strummin' | |
| Hear the voices softly hummin' | |
| It's hard to feel down living in this town | |
| But you're so far away | |
| It's a long long way from | |
| January All the way to | |
| December | |
| Even when the sun and | |
| I cannot sleep | |
| There's an unspoken promise that we keep | |
| We'll party all night into another day | |
| And keep the golden glow of | |
| L.A. Even when we are deep in sleep | |
| I'm listenin' for the rhythm of the morning beat | |
| I listen for the mornin' beat | |
| I listen for the mornin' beat | |
| Maw, maw, miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah | |
| Maw, maw, miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah |
| Maw, maw miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah | |
| Maw, maw miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah | |
| The sun burns a hole through the 6 | |
| AM haze Turns up the volume and shows off it' s rays | |
| Another Dodgerblue sky is crowning | |
| L. A. The City of | |
| Angels is rushed every day | |
| That lucky old sun smiles on me | |
| Wanna slide down the mountain to the dancin' sea | |
| I' m rockin' to the morning beat | |
| It' s risin' from star studded concrete | |
| This city has my favorite soundtrack | |
| It makes you wanna move even though it' s laid back | |
| Take it in stride it' ll kick start your feet | |
| When you' re tuned in to the morning beat | |
| Driving through the maze of the | |
| Hollywood | |
| Hills Headed to the ocean for a view that would kill | |
| Watching from the | |
| Wheel in Santa | |
| Monica Pier | |
| A million diamonds floating on heavenly tiers | |
| The gentle wind won' t make a sound | |
| Even though it' s forcing the waves to crown | |
| Maw, maw, miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah | |
| Maw, maw, miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah | |
| Hear those guitars gently strummin' | |
| Hear the voices softly hummin' | |
| It' s hard to feel down living in this town | |
| But you' re so far away | |
| It' s a long long way from | |
| January All the way to | |
| December | |
| Even when the sun and | |
| I cannot sleep | |
| There' s an unspoken promise that we keep | |
| We' ll party all night into another day | |
| And keep the golden glow of | |
| L. A. Even when we are deep in sleep | |
| I' m listenin' for the rhythm of the morning beat | |
| I listen for the mornin' beat | |
| I listen for the mornin' beat | |
| Maw, maw, miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah | |
| Maw, maw, miama glory, | |
| Hallelujah |