基本介紹
- 中文名稱：Chinese Fountain
- 歌曲原唱：The Growlers
Chinese Fountain
He drops his quarters in a chinese fountain
A whole bunch of wishes unanswered, but who’s counting
One, two, three, nice chicks left me broken-hearted
I was a pretty boy, your love left me scarred
There’s something going around, can’t put my finger in
Like […] going to shoot out the earth like diamonds
We are the miners of another generation
Hills scraped dry with no choice but being creative
Everybody’s sick and tired of waiting
Couldn’t get any harder to be patient
Isn't techno so shitty? Even disco seems punk
Like the water’s so filthy, it’s no wonder why we’re drunk
Every little kid want’s a computer in his pocket
The trophies are on the mantels of the digital Prophets
The internet is bigger than Jesus and John Lennon
And nobody wants to know where we’re headed
We are the miners of another generation
Hills scraped dry with no choice but being creative
Everybody’s sick and tired of waiting
Couldn’t get any harder to be patient
He drops his quarters in a chinese fountain
A whole bunch of wishes unanswered, but who’s counting
One, two, three, notches left me broken-hearted
I was a pretty boy, your love left me scarred
We are the miners of another generation
Hills scraped dry with no choice but being creative
Everybody’s sick and tired of waiting
Couldn’t get any harder to be patient
A whole bunch of wishes unanswered, but who’s counting
One, two, three, nice chicks left me broken-hearted
I was a pretty boy, your love left me scarred
There’s something going around, can’t put my finger in
Like […] going to shoot out the earth like diamonds
We are the miners of another generation
Hills scraped dry with no choice but being creative
Everybody’s sick and tired of waiting
Couldn’t get any harder to be patient
Isn't techno so shitty? Even disco seems punk
Like the water’s so filthy, it’s no wonder why we’re drunk
Every little kid want’s a computer in his pocket
The trophies are on the mantels of the digital Prophets
The internet is bigger than Jesus and John Lennon
And nobody wants to know where we’re headed
We are the miners of another generation
Hills scraped dry with no choice but being creative
Everybody’s sick and tired of waiting
Couldn’t get any harder to be patient
He drops his quarters in a chinese fountain
A whole bunch of wishes unanswered, but who’s counting
One, two, three, notches left me broken-hearted
I was a pretty boy, your love left me scarred
We are the miners of another generation
Hills scraped dry with no choice but being creative
Everybody’s sick and tired of waiting
Couldn’t get any harder to be patient
