Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthony Braun-Perry
Bass Guitar
Brooks Nielsen
Vocals
Kyle Straka
Guitar
Matt Taylor
Guitar
Scott William Montoya
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Braun-Perry
Songwriter
Brooks Nielsen
Songwriter
Kyle Straka
Songwriter
Matt Taylor
Songwriter
Scott William Montoya
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Martin DeGroot
Assistant Engineer
JP Plunier
Producer
Robert Carranza
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He drops his quarters in a Chinese fountain
A whole bunch of wishes unanswered, but who's counting
1,2,3,9 chicks left me brokenhearted
I was a pretty boy, till love left me scarred
There's something going around, can't put my finger in
Like bigger fish are going to shoot out of the earth like diamonds
[Verse 2]
We are the miners of another generation
Hills scraped dry with no choice but be creative
Everybody sick and tired of waiting
Couldn't get any harder to be patient
[Verse 3]
Is techno so shitty, even disco seems punk
Like the water so filthy, it's no wonder why we're drunk
Every little kid wants a computer in his pocket
The trophies on the mantels of the digital prophets
The internet is bigger than Jesus and John Lennon
And nobody wants to know where we're heading
[Verse 4]
We are the miners of another generation
Hills scraped dry with no choice but be creative
Everybody sick and tired of waiting
Couldn't get any harder to be patient
[Verse 5]
Keep tossing quarters in a Chinese fountain
A whole bunch of wishes unanswered, but who's counting
1,2,3,9 chicks left me brokenhearted
I was a pretty boy, till love left me scarred
[Verse 6]
We are the miners of another generation
Hills scraped dry with no choice but be creative
Everybody sick and tired of waiting
Couldn't get any harder to be patient
Written by: The Growlers