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 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, nine 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
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 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, nine 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 Explain Request ×
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