West Coast Town

I walked home all the way from East Beach

With an oil spill stickin' to my feet

To that little house on Salinas Street

Throwin' rocks in the creek, my brothers and me

Yeah, mom held it down on a county wage

Clothes on our backs and food on our plates

Every Saturday night mariachis played

And I listened through the window to the low rider sway

Yeah, I grew up in a west coast town

Back before they chased the working class out

You know we don't fuck around where I grew up

In a west coast town

Fourth of July, Leadbetter beach

Salt air digging in my lungs so deep

Chased her all night 'til she couldn't see

It was paradise but I had to leave

Yeah, I grew up in a west coast town

Back before they chased the working class out

You know we don't fuck around where I grew up

In a west coast town

Now I'm long gone

Like stoplights on the freeway

You can tear me down

But I'll, I'll never change

Yeah, I grew up in a west coast town

Back before they chased the working class out

You know we don't fuck around where I grew up

Yeah, I grew up in a west coast town

Back before they chased the working class out

You know we don't fuck around where I grew up

In a west coast town

In a west coast town