Sunshine On The Ghetto (Chicago Roadtrip Song)

Sunshine on the Ghetto

 VERSE 1

From the top of the Hancock, that is the spot

Where you can see the world you ain’t nothing but a dot

In the world, lost in the world

Wondering what you gonna do when you life’s in a whirl

You got water to the east side and also to the south

Buildings to the north cause you looking downtown

But it’s the west side that interests me

Cause every single day the sun shines through the trees

When you walking downtown, man, the city is so pretty

But when you in the west side, man, life is a pity

They have drugs and violence, shit I don’t even know

Just another day for those in the ghetto

It’s the side of the Chi that not many know

Definitely a place that not many go

It may be dark on the ground but above the sky is blue

Though the clouds on the ghetto the sun still shines through

CHORUS

<TBD>

VERSE 2

La-la-la-la-lapalooza was going down, and everybody came

It was like a huge party, Millennium Park was insane

The Toronto Rush were in town and yes they won the chip

And in between the games we would toss around the disc

Have you ever had a waffle with cheddar and short ribs?

Well you can have it in the Chi and yes it is legit

Lots of vegan options too including “chicken” wings

When it comes to good food Chi-town can give you anything

You want, the people there don’t flaunt

And we can see your panties when you roll in Grant Park

They got fountains so big you can’t help but stop and stare

And it’s always fucking windy, hope you’re down for frizzy hair

But while you living “the good life” seeing the sights of the city

The sun shines on the ghetto but best believe it ain’t pretty

CHORUS

VERSE 3

On the streets of the ghetto, yes, you can see the sun

It don’t matter who you are, it shines down on everyone

It even shines on the bad man with the smoking gun

After what he just did he knows he’s going on the run

There are bad things that happen every day, no one knows

In the heart of the ghetto, yeah, anything goes

From the bros to the hoes, death happens fast and slow

And everybody scatters when they hear the po po

There ain’t nothing we can do to stop all this crime

To them this shit ain’t nothing but to us they crossed the line

It’s really fucking scary that it happens all the time

While only 10 miles away people be smoking on a dime

That came from the same streets where little Johnny got smashed

So that someone else could steal his weed and make a little cash

This shit happens every day along with shit that I don’t know

But the sun still shines down on the ghetto

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Sunshine on the Ghetto (The Chicago Roadtrip Song)

Sunshine on the Ghetto

 VERSE 1

From the top of the Hancock, that is the spot

Where you can see the world you ain’t nothing but a dot

In the world, lost in the world

Wondering what you gonna do when you life’s in a whirl

You got water to the east side and also to the south

Buildings to the north cause you looking downtown

But it’s the west side that interests me

Cause every single day the sun shines through the trees

When you walking downtown, man, the city is so pretty

But when you in the west side, man, life is a pity

They have drugs and violence, shit I don’t even know

Just another day for those in the ghetto

It’s the side of the Chi that not many know

Definitely a place that not many go

It may be dark on the ground but above the sky is blue

Though the clouds on the ghetto the sun still shines through

CHORUS

<TBD>

VERSE 2

La-la-la-la-lapalooza was going down, and everybody came

It was like a huge party, Millennium Park was insane

The Toronto Rush were in town and yes they won the chip

And in between the games we would toss around the disc

Have you ever had a waffle with cheddar and short ribs?

Well you can have it in the Chi and yes it is legit

Lots of vegan options too including “chicken” wings

When it comes to good food Chi-town can give you anything

You want, the people there don’t flaunt

And we can see your panties when you roll in Grant Park

They got fountains so big you can’t help but stop and stare

And it’s always fucking windy, hope you’re down for frizzy hair

But while you living “the good life” seeing the sights of the city

The sun shines on the ghetto but best believe it ain’t pretty

CHORUS

VERSE 3

On the streets of the ghetto, yes, you can see the sun

It don’t matter who you are, it shines down on everyone

It even shines on the bad man with the smoking gun

After what he just did he knows he’s going on the run

There are bad things that happen every day, no one knows

In the heart of the ghetto, yeah, anything goes

From the bros to the hoes, death happens fast and slow

And everybody scatters when they hear the po po

There ain’t nothing we can do to stop all this crime

To them this shit ain’t nothing but to us they crossed the line

It’s really fucking scary that it happens all the time

While only 10 miles away people be smoking on a dime

That came from the same streets where little Johnny got smashed

So that someone else could steal his weed and make a little cash

This shit happens every day along with shit that I don’t know

But the sun still shines down on the ghetto

Songs

One of the first songs I ever wrote, inspired by my all my traveling on the TTC.

Subway Romance

Verse 1

Every single morning rolling deep beneath the city

You sit there with your paper all alone looking pretty

Your eyes are fixated, concentrated on the page

But I notice frequently you looking up at my face

See I always got my shades on so you think that I don’t know

But what I do know is that you always look incredible

And today is no different. I hope you give me the chance

To start and early-morning subway romance

Verse 2

So I move over beside you to make my intentions plain

Make you feel like we’re the only two people on the train

You turn your music down, headphones off, as I say “hello”

I say “How are you” you say “I’m fine” just going with the flow

I say “My name’s MB, I’m glad we met cause I see you every day”

She said “I see you too, I’m glad you came over and said ‘Hey’

You finally decided to come and take the chance

To start an early-morning subway romance

Verse 3

So we continue talking, I keep learning more and more

And every time the train stops people keep coming in the door

It doesn’t matter cause it’s just us

Aint nobody can make a fuss

And I can see, when I look into her eyes, that they are filled with lust

I see she’s real excited because she’s starting to fidget

I say “My stop’s coming up so I would really love to grab your digits”

She says “So is mine” she reaches in her purse and grabs a pen

But the train is slowing down, and stops before she’s at the end

I notice there’s a number missing as she leaves the train

She screams it out but I don’t hear, my mind’s going insane

She walks away, and off she goes. I have lost my chance

To have an early-morning subway romance

Verse 4

So I go about my day as usual except I’m really pissed

At the chance that was before me this morning is now sadly missed

As usual, I waited too long and I dropped the ball

I was teetering on the edge of glory, now I’m in a free-fall, but

On the train ride home, behold, what do I see

The same angel from this morning smiling and laughing at me

She says “Well well, hey stranger. How do you do?”

I say “A hell of a lot better now that I’m back here with you”

She smiles “Oh yeah that number to my number was eight

But tonight you won’t need it, let’s have dinner at my place”

I say “Of course” and inside my heart begins to dance

At the chance to have something more than a subway romance

I got real lucky but you might not get the same

So if life gives you lemons squeeze them or you’ll go insane

Listen to my words my friend, or else you can bet

You’ll have something in your life to always regret

Hey…

So I decided to finally share my writing with the world.

I’ve always said that I only write for myself. This is still true. I really don’t care what you think. Or do I? Or don’t I?

Well, please enjoy. I hope to make you laugh, cry, and poop, all at the same time.

Mark