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[Intro]
(Yeah)
Pulled up
Flannel on, that’s the dress code
Muddy Subie in the driveway, that’s the best load
Cool air, hoodie weather in my chest though
Rain check, every day, but we still go
[Verse 1]
I’m the kid with the thrift-store fleece
Hydro flask, carabiner on the belt loop, peace
Whole crew smell like cedar and coffee beans
We pre-game at the trailhead, that’s the scene
Picnic table, cards on the stump
Bluetooth speaker in a bear-safe trunk
Laughin’ too loud, echoes off the moss
If you slip in the mud, you shrug it off like “boss”
Weekend plans?
Hit the farmer’s stand
Pick up chanterelles, text the band
“Bonfire later?”
Always, man
Rain drips steady on the back of my hand
[Chorus]
This that Evergreen Social Club
Where the pines stand tall and we postin’ up
Got mud on my jeans, still glowin’ up
If you make it up the hill, then you close enough
We don’t need big city to feel this love
Just a cooler and a crew and a cloudy sun
Yeah, the forecast say we supposed to run
But we dance in the drizzle till the night is done (hey!)
[Verse 2]
House party at a cabin on a gravel road
String lights hangin’ like a TV show
Some kids play pong in the carport code
Others talk big dreams in the raincoat glow
One dude’s got a longboard, ridin’ in the hall
Girl’s in wool socks sittin’ on the counter, call
Me out ’cause my hair’s kinda frizzed from the fog
I say, “that’s my natural Pacific dog”
We swap old camp scars like business cards
“See that line? Yeah, I fell real hard”
Everybody half-wet from the hot tub run
Steam in the spruce, we’re a chosen bunch
Text says “bar downtown?” we leave on read
‘Cause the DJ here’s just my homie Fred
With a playlist full of throwbacks, homemade bread
And the sound of the rain on the roof instead
[Chorus]
This that Evergreen Social Club
Where the pines stand tall and we postin’ up
Got mud on my jeans, still glowin’ up
If you make it up the hill, then you close enough
We don’t need big city to feel this love
Just a cooler and a crew and a cloudy sun
Yeah, the forecast say we supposed to run
But we dance in the drizzle till the night is done (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to guitar and snaps]
We don’t mind that it’s gray all day
We just find new games to play
Hike in the morning, potluck late
If it pours on the porch, that’s fate
Carve our names in a cedar heart
Swap playlists in a dusty car
Friend group feel like a national park
Kinda wild, kinda weird, kinda perfect art
[Chorus]
This that Evergreen Social Club
Where the pines stand tall and we postin’ up
Got mud on my jeans, still glowin’ up
If you make it up the hill, then you close enough
We don’t need big city to feel this love
Just a cooler and a crew and a cloudy sun
Yeah, the forecast say we supposed to run
But we dance in the drizzle till the night is done (hey, hey)
Evergreen Social Club
Yeah, we dance in the drizzle till the night is done
Details
GeneratedFeb 16, 2026
Duration3:03
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Bouncy mountain-pop with crisp trap drums, warm synth plucks, and bright acoustic guitar riffs; playful male vocals that flip between nimble rap and melodic hooks. Choruses hit with stacked gang vocals and wide pads, verses stay nimble and percussive. Light sub bass and claps keep it danceable, bridge strips to guitar and vocal before a final full-throttle hook., pop, hip hop
Credits
Prompt byMrOhMyGoodness
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A song about social life in the Pacific Northwest Rainforest mimic Asher Roth. In Mountain Pop style similar to Ollie Joseph, Mike., and Bryce Vine style using rap, hip hop, pop, bouncy upbeat, male
