South of the South Bay (Regish remastered) (Remastered)

offbeat reggae guitar, punchy bass, loose drums, and a slightly raspy vocal delivery in the spirit of 90s Southern California ska-punk/reggae-rock

Verse 1
Woke up late by the trolley tracks,
Sun burnin' holes through the overpass cracks,
Got a twenty in my pocket and a half-smoked smoke,
Everybody got a hustle, everybody got a joke.
Down Third Avenue where the old heads sit,
Talkin' about the Chargers like they never quit,
Palms sway lazy in the afternoon heat,
Lowriders cruisin' slow down the street.
Pre-Chorus
And the bay shines silver when the tide rolls in,
You can lose your damn mind or find yourself again.
Chorus
I'm south of the South Bay, where the blacktop bends,
Chula Vista nights and my troublemaker friends.
From Otay to the marina where the seagulls play,
Tryna stay alive south of the South Bay.
South of the South Bay, that's where I belong,
Windows down, radio singin' along.
Yeah life gets rough but we're okay,
Still kickin' it south of the South Bay.
Verse 2
Barbecue smoke driftin' over the block,
Kids play soccer till six on the dot,
Sirens sing harmony somewhere far away,
Just another Tuesday in CV today.
Old motel signs and liquor store light,
Skaters in the parking lot half the night,
Everybody knows somebody who's been through hell,
Got stories they don't really wanna tell.
Pre-Chorus
But the moon hangs low over Telegraph Road,
And everybody's carryin' some kind of load.
Chorus
I'm south of the South Bay, where the blacktop bends,
Chula Vista nights and my troublemaker friends.
From Otay to the marina where the seagulls play,
Tryna stay alive south of the South Bay.
South of the South Bay, that's where I belong,
Windows down, radio singin' along.
Yeah life gets rough but we're okay,
Still kickin' it south of the South Bay.
Bridge
Damn, I've seen dreams wash out with the rain,
Seen good people fight through the pain.
Seen lovers leave and come right back,
Like a freight train rollin' down the tracks.
The city ain't perfect, hell neither am I,
But the sunsets paint gold across the sky.
And every scar got a story to say,
From the border wind to the bay.
Final Chorus
I'm south of the South Bay, where the blacktop bends,
Chula Vista nights and my troublemaker friends.
From the hills of Eastlake to the water's edge,
Livin' every day right out on the ledge.
South of the South Bay, that's where I'll stay,
Watchin' California fade into the bay.
One more drink, one more song to play,
For the souls down here south of the South Bay.
Outro
Yeah the tide rolls out, then it comes back someday,
Just like the people south of the South Bay...

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Verse 1 Woke up late by the trolley tracks, Sun burnin' holes through the overpass cracks, Got a twenty in my pocket and a half-smoked smoke, Everybody got a hustle, everybody got a joke. Down Third Avenue where the old heads sit, Talkin' about the Chargers like they never quit, Palms sway lazy in the afternoon heat, Lowriders cruisin' slow down the street. Pre-Chorus And the bay shines silver when the tide rolls in, You can lose your damn mind or find yourself again. Chorus I'm south of the South Bay, where the blacktop bends, Chula Vista nights and my troublemaker friends. From Otay to the marina where the seagulls play, Tryna stay alive south of the South Bay. South of the South Bay, that's where I belong, Windows down, radio singin' along. Yeah life gets rough but we're okay, Still kickin' it south of the South Bay. Verse 2 Barbecue smoke driftin' over the block, Kids play soccer till six on the dot, Sirens sing harmony somewhere far away, Just another Tuesday in CV today. Old motel signs and liquor store light, Skaters in the parking lot half the night, Everybody knows somebody who's been through hell, Got stories they don't really wanna tell. Pre-Chorus But the moon hangs low over Telegraph Road, And everybody's carryin' some kind of load. Chorus I'm south of the South Bay, where the blacktop bends, Chula Vista nights and my troublemaker friends. From Otay to the marina where the seagulls play, Tryna stay alive south of the South Bay. South of the South Bay, that's where I belong, Windows down, radio singin' along. Yeah life gets rough but we're okay, Still kickin' it south of the South Bay. Bridge Damn, I've seen dreams wash out with the rain, Seen good people fight through the pain. Seen lovers leave and come right back, Like a freight train rollin' down the tracks. The city ain't perfect, hell neither am I, But the sunsets paint gold across the sky. And every scar got a story to say, From the border wind to the bay. Final Chorus I'm south of the South Bay, where the blacktop bends, Chula Vista nights and my troublemaker friends. From the hills of Eastlake to the water's edge, Livin' every day right out on the ledge. South of the South Bay, that's where I'll stay, Watchin' California fade into the bay. One more drink, one more song to play, For the souls down here south of the South Bay. Outro Yeah the tide rolls out, then it comes back someday, Just like the people south of the South Bay...

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