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Electric Crosswalk - The Smooth Late Night City Drive | Soul Funk Journey

Welcome back to the Soul Funk Journey. Tonight, we are taking you downtown, right after the rain stops, where the neon lights reflect off the wet pavement. This track, Electric Crosswalk, captures that perfect moment when the city feels alive and the rhythm takes over your footsteps. With a smooth blend of Talkbox vocals, sharp horn stabs, and a bassline that sits right in the pocket, Electric Crosswalk is designed to heal your soul and get your head nodding. Whether you are on a late-night drive, working late, or just relaxing at home, let this groove transport you to a golden era of sound. We hope you enjoy the vibrant energy of Electric Crosswalk as much as we enjoyed curating it for you. 👇 Subscribe for more Soul & Funk vibes:    / @soulfunkjourney   TRACKLIST: 00:00 Electric Crosswalk 03:45 Replay & Subscribe 📜 LYRICS: ELECTRIC CROSSWALK Step in… step in… stay in the pocket. Crosswalk lines are glowing, raindrops keep the time, Taxi meters ticking like a silver metronome chime. Clav bites the backbeat, sneakers mark the cue, Every painted arrow says this pocket’s built for you. Snap on the two, let the neon glow, Bass pulls the night with a river below. Hands to the sky when the snare says “go,” Horns take a breath, then— Electric crosswalk, meet me in the groove, Talkbox calling, my heartbeat moves. Turn glass to honey, let the rhythm prove, Electric crosswalk, we always move. Lock it… don’t stop it… Keep it rolling… Billboards blink in stereo, vinyl by the door, Clean guitar is chanking like a key inside the floor. Ghost notes on the snare drum, hi-hats slice in twos, Tiny little grace notes painting avenue blues. Snap on the two, let the neon glow, Bass pulls the night with a river below. Hands to the sky when the snare says “go,” Horns take a breath, then— Electric crosswalk, meet me in the groove, Talkbox calling, my heartbeat moves. Turn glass to honey, let the rhythm prove, Electric crosswalk, we always move. Call me— Answer— Lift me— Dancer— Electric crosswalk, meet me in the groove, Talkbox calling, my heartbeat moves. Turn glass to honey, let the rhythm prove, Electric crosswalk, we always move. Electric… crosswalk… stay in the pocket… #SoulFunkJourney #ElectricCrosswalk #NeoDisco #FunkMusic #TalkboxFunk #CityPop #NightDrive Copyright Disclaimer: Copyright © 2025 Soul Funk Journey. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher.