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It's Gonna Be A Good Day

by Tropico BLVD

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1.
When you’re caught in the bitter end of Some unfortunate disaster Pick your fights survive, Come on take the last laugh Swing home, Roger dodge her, This ship is sinking fast, You can’t save everyone, You are no Superman Who am I to say this is no way to behave? Who am I to know you are not invincible? And when you riding off into the setting sun The wind still whipping your back Flying high in the clouds like a kite in the sky You’re still at the end of the rope So baby hold on Ohm…x4 When you’re stuck in a tailspin and just keep falling faster Let go of the yolk, you don’t need to pull back Plunge into the water, let it fill your lungs What difference does it make, when all is said and done? Who am I to say this is no way to behave Who are you to say that you’re gonna save the day? And when you’re drifting off into the great unknown The sun beating down on your back Every single battle that you’ve ever lost, Returns to mount an attack When you drift down and settle beneath the waves The undertow holding you fast When comfort flees your bones and you’re feeling stone cold You anchor your thoughts to the sturdiest rock and you’re at the end of the rope So baby, Please When you’re caught in the bitter end of (Pick your fights survive) Some unfortunate disaster (At the end of your rope) Plunge into the water (Just keep falling faster) Just keep falling (Just keep falling) When you’re caught in the bitter end of some unfortunate disaster
2.
The Island 07:20
There’s an island off the highway Full of people rich and poor Some came out seeking glory Others have nowhere else to go Pay for pleasure To stay the pain The bright lights keep you warm in the rain Ride the tracks That run like veins This concrete island will sink away Little soldiers play their war games Like colored pieces on a board Collaterally racial profiling Whether by skin or by clothes Fight for honor Die for fame Kill your brother for a god with no name Sell your family Steal your name Watch how the island strips away
3.
Summer City 05:23
Backwards caps and alley cats Girls in colored tights with the little dogs and yoga mats Read between the lines on the subway tracks We're coming to the city, come into the city Summertime up the low east side The streets is burning bright while the eyes delight at the city lights Mix every color and stir ‘em up right Or the red and blue will get ya, red and blue will get ya And they scream Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh ah ahhh Ooh aah, ooh all day Her Royal marketplace, drinking IPAs The cool cats spin like hula-hoops and the dogs just sit and stay Thirty-six chambers filled with graffiti Oh man, what a composition, man what a composition Prospect park and life’s on parade The children laugh, play and chase and then hide in the shade You can hear the jazz horns up in Harlem sing Hey there Brooklyn, hey hey dear Brooklyn They sing Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh ah ahhh Ooh aah, ooh all day Bowling green lines to the Bay from the Heights Bats crack, wild fans scream loud, and it’s out of sight Boats pass the lady on the island and wave We’re coming to the city, coming to the city Fashionistas strut up Bleecker street Block parties on Bedford make the hydrants weep Saw her dancing to my beat Said tell me Where did you get it, where oh where'd you get it I got it from my momma We said Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh ah ahhh Ooh aah, ooh all day ( Vocal Round ) Coming to the city, coming to the city What a composition Got it from my momma Coming to the city, coming to the city
4.
Dave 04:41
Have you met my good friend Dave? He’s coming to the camping trip There’s one thing I have to say He’s got Lycanthropy Which means… Don’t let him go out at night (Don’t let him, Don’t let him) Especially in the full moon light (Don’t let him, Don’t let him) He’ll eat you right on sight Don’t make me tell you twice Cause my best friend is a Werewolf (Aaahooooooo….) Dave the Werewolf Cause my best friend is a Werewolf (Aaahooooooo….) Dave the Werewolf Dave’s got himself a girl Her name is Stephanie They met up on Tinder But I wonder if she knows the rules Don’t let him go out at night (Don’t let him, Don’t let him) Especially in the full moon light (Don’t let him, Don’t let him) He’ll eat you right on sight Don’t make me tell you twice Cause my best friend is a Werewolf (Aaahooooooo….) Dave the Werewolf
5.
In distinction between the poles The garden flowers the mind Apprehensive to get too close For the barbs are sharpened and fine And it seems like the day’s light falls prey to the moon And the markets are flooded with fool’s gold In contradiction to pursuits of the brave Happiness is not my goal So what’s left in store, the cowards say there is no more And the brave say it’s for the glory of taking what’s yours Sitting neatly on the fence where the grass is always so green And indecency is just a moral condition Of a perpetuated primal tradition Just another addition of what mathematicians theorize it’s called the flow of time I don’t quite understand how it carries me everywhere but apparently I float Apparently I float So what’s left in store, the cowards say there is no more And the brave say it’s for the glory of taking what’s yours What I adore contentment I don’t have to wish for In decision between the poles, The garden flowers my mind And exhalation helps relieve the words In a meadow of pure sublime So what’s left in store, the cowards say there is no more And the brave say it’s for the glory of taking what’s yours What I adore contentment I don’t have to wish for
6.
Drugs 03:12
Why is it hard to find some drugs when you know that theyre all around So i went to my man to find some drugs I didn’t think he let me down Its so hard to get some self respect My boss is crazy and my girl is a wreck I find it hard to choose When i dont know what to use Why is hard to find some love when you see it all around So I went to the club to find some love A broken heart is all I found Its so hard to get some self respect My boss is crazy and my girl is a wreck I find it hard to choose When i dont know what to use bring your alcohol, bring your beer, bring your women, bring your herb, just dont forget to spread the love whys it hard to find some drugs (all about the money) why is it hard to find some drugs (all about the money) whys it hard (whys it hard) to find some drugs (to find some drugs) whys it hard to find some love
7.
If you wanna dance just take my hand and Do the two step tango jitterbug across the quicksand Two prints won’t last with your foot in front of the other and Keep your eyes on mine put the past behind you Change is inevitable Don’t be alarmed it’s natural It’s gonna be a good day It’s gonna be a good good good day Woke up in a sweat Heard the alarm clock blaring at me Get up you lazy bum Stop laying around So comfortably So I rose up drank my coffee Brushed my teeth I had no idea what today had in store for me My best guess could be wrong Who would imagine it would end up in a song It’s gonna be a good day (This is a good sign) It’s gonna be a good day (This is a good sign) Its gonna be a good day (This is a good sign) Then suddenly I was ensnared I was caught in the spider’s web I lost control, I was a marionette Was all out of my hands And it made me dance what seemed to me On magical feet, yet I still wonder Who’s driving or in the back seat It’s a ripple effect Throwing stones just to see if they’ll skip Maybe you won’t agree Saying this story sounds more like a tragedy Oh, but that’s just what you perceive We’re all living in simulated fantasies Let me tell ya Its gonna be a good day It’s gonna be a good day (This is a good sign) Its gonna be a good day (This is a good sign) It’s gonna be, it’s gonna be It’s gonna be a good day (This is a good sign) Its gonna be a good day (This is a good sign)
8.
Wish 03:07
See the pigs in the farm Black ties and cheap cigars Ive been on this ride before and It hurts me to know Your lies their not much better than Your opponents ideals Don’t mean that much to me When i can’t take them seriously When the markets crash again You know it’s heaven sent But the politicians run their mouth So dont you point your fingers at me I have a first aid gun Keeps me warm when nights are long Like a good soldier I run To my place out in the sun Are you ready to die? Can you escape from the all seeing eye? You sympathise that’s nice But your words just slap me in the eye Blow a wish to save the day Meanwhile nature makes us wait And paper slips you love so much Won’t keep you warm and safe Blow a wish to save the day Meanwhile nature makes us wait And the politicians run their mouth Like puppets on the stage
9.
I can’t fit this life in my pocket I don’t play on the radio I don’t rub bows at high fashion shows I won’t wear a watch, I can’t afford any gold Money’s just a joke, so you know, At least it is to me Cuz there’s somethings you just can’t buy And some that you get for free Life ain’t easy but it’s quite a ride Your friends will pass by, some will stay behind Just say I love you and wave goodbye The odds are never fair And cards are unforeseen You could be up then outta luck, The King throws you in chains And the Joker runs off with your Queen I drink poor man’s whiskey I wear second-hand smoke If you’re familiar with the hustle Then you’re in on the joke Life ain’t easy but it’s quite a ride Your friends will pass by, some will stay behind Just say I love you and wave goodbye I drink poor man’s whiskey I wear second-hand smoke I drink poor man’s whiskey in the morning (I wear second-hand smoke) I drink poor man’s whiskey in the morning (I wear second-hand smoke) I drink poor man’s whiskey in the morning I drink poor man’s whiskey in the morning

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released July 4, 2017

Written & produced by Miguel Lantigua

Miguel Lantigua - guitars, bass, percussion, vocals, production
Daniel Dean - vocals
Josh Handford - drums
Yuri Soussov - bass
Spencer Woodley - lead guitar
Mark Mayea - piano
Dan Mayer - engineering, mixing

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Tropico Blvd is a band who's music has been described as summer on acid.

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