Eight thousand 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 bigger fish gonna 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 wants a computer in his pocket The trophies are on the mantles 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
Eight thousand 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
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 patientTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
