Mike Lindup - West Coast Man lyrics

I'm a west coast man Though I grew up in the city With its promise of excitement everyday I'm a west coast man And the beauty of its landscape Is calling, calling to me every day Give me the west coast Where the sky is so much bluer And the wind blows in fresh from the sea Give me the west coast Where the gra** is always greener There is nowhere else that I would rather be I'm a west coast man And I'm tired of the city People's fuses getting shorter As the queues are getting longer And the air is thick with lies about The golden opportunities I've had enough I've got to get away Give me the west coast Where the sky is so much bluer And the wind blows in fresh from the sea Give me the west coast Where the gra** is always greener There is nowhere else that I would rather be Mm-hmm, I'll meet a girl Who will help me feel much better Her hair may not be blond And her eyes may not be blue But when Saturday comes 'round We'll go walking through the heather We don't need no city dive to feel alive Give me the west coast Where the sky is so much bluer And the wind blows in fresh from the sea Give me the west coast Where the gra** is always greener There is nowhere else that I would rather be Give me the west coast Where the sky is so much bluer And the wind blows in fresh from the sea Give me the west coast Where the gra** is always greener There is nowhere else that I would rather be Give me the west coast Where the rollers roll much higher And the wind blows in fresh from the sea Give me the west coast Where the gra** is always greener There is nowhere else that I would rather be Give me the west coast Rather be, rather be, rather be Give me the west coast Where the gra** is always greener There is nowhere else that I would rather be