Down on the boulevard... Waiting for the sun to drop. Palms are hanging heavy in the desert air, Driving down the highway with no destination there. You got your eyes fixed on the ocean line, Living like you're caught in some old cinematic time. Glasgow signs fading in the orange haze, We’ve been running circles through these golden days. You put your hand upon my weathered leather knee, Saying that you're never gonna set me free. And I can see the lights flashing on the pier, Whispering the things you only tell me when you're near. (Chorus) I put my money on the West Glasgow Coast! Walking like a ghost along the ocean post! You got me swaying to the rhythm and the blues, Nothing left to win and nothing left to lose! Yeah, down on the coast... (Lush backing stack): ...where the sun goes down. (Verse 2 ) Silver screen memories playing in your mind, Leaving all the heavy East Coast ghosts behind. You light a cigarette and watch the breakers roll, Staring at the water till it takes control. There’s a danger in the way you look at me, Like a siren calling from a dark and endless sea. ( pre chorus) And I can see the lights flashing on the pier, Whispering the things you only tell me when you're near. (Chorus ) I put my money on the Glasgow West Coast! Walking like a ghost along the ocean post! You got me swaying to the rhythm and the blues, Nothing left to win and nothing left to lose! (Bridge)- Stripped down to a hypnotic, hazy surf-rock guitar solo drenched in spring reverb] (Spoken breathily, sultry and distant) Blue skies... Dark tides. We’re riding the wave till the [Chorus - Final soaring peak, maximum emotional weight and multi-tracked vocal stack] I put my money on the West Coast! Walking like a ghost along the ocean post! You got me swaying to the rhythm and the blues, Nothing left to win and nothing left to lose! Glasgow West Coast... Just let the ocean take it all.
