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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
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 bigger fish 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 wants 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, 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 patient
Writer(s): Matthew Taylor, Brooks Nielsen
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