East Bay Night

Another East Bay Night

When the sun goes down
and the night come around
and the fog come a rolling in,
When you cast a line
to go dance one time
and an old friend invites you in,
hear a punk rock song
and we sing along
Everything gonna be alright

Another East Bay Night

Well gramma stands on
the very same land
on the old house
up on the hill,
you can see the San Francisco bay
Alcatraz albany landfill,
and reminisce on the front porch
under a yellow light

Another East Nay Night

Earthquakes shake and fires
take from this view
I've seen it all,
I've tasted smoke
as the hills burned
I heard the freeway fall,
when there's nothing to say
just look into the bay
you know some things
they just feel right

Another East Bay Night