There's a place in the world that I wanna be, on the coast of Spain's Mediterranean Sea where the sky and the girls are as pretty can be.
Steep slopes of stone for sheep to climb, pork on the bone with a wedge of lime, dew on the leaf in the morning time. Jukebox, 5 pops for the weight of a dime.
None of the folks from way back home. The sea foams like an old time radio. Feels just like you're down in Kokomo. No place in the world that I'd rather be than the coast of Spain's Mediterranean Sea where the sky and the girls go slowly.
I woke up from a dream, what does it mean? To see yourself on down both your knees with a tear in your eye for what you see.
Maybe some day soon I'll go on back, little village that I left my heart at, rent a room on the street where I once spent the summer through.
The seed for this song came out of a long jam with Nate Jasensky. We were very excited by a pseudo-slap part he'd come up with for the song on my acoustic bass, but he wasn't around much for the next week or two when I did the bulk of the work on what would become the final recording, so that part got pushed out by the concept I came up with while tracking. I think that upset him, which made me pretty sad, but the idea had already taken hold and I couldn't abandon it.
I made a great demo of this song with Tommy Cormier, and decided to take the individual parts from that demo, turn them into samples, and assemble a final product from those edits, happily I might add.