The Growlers의 예정 콘서트
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
The Growlers
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Brooks Nielsen
송라이터
Matt Taylor
송라이터
Kyle Straka
송라이터
가사
He's looking like a sailor who hasn't a ship
Same salty song and curled up lips
In the land of the brave and running out of vain
Waiting for a guy, silver-eyed like a bullet train
Kinda wishes that he wouldn't show up
'Cause it's all become a stain of the terra-cotta mud
Way down in the valley of the mud
It opens and closes before you can get back up
Lay down, face and belly in the mud
It opens and closes before you can get back up
He's scratching on a ticket with chewed up nails
Following a rainbow that's grown too pale
Red lights paint the strip in neon blood
Gambling on the rides so he raises his thumb
Which raised his eyes but nothing seems to come
Thinkin' bout the train hauling terra-cotta mud
Way down in the valley of the mud
It opens and closes before you can get back up
Lay down, face and belly in the mud
It opens and closes before you can get back up
Gotta crawl out of the vacant lot
But the helping hands have all been burned
Cried wolf, a thousand times
Used up every line
Lady Luck won't turn again
Way down in the valley of the mud
It opens and closes before you can get back up
Lay down, face and belly in the mud
It opens and closes before you can get back up
Way down in the valley of the mud
It opens and closes before you can get back up
Lay down, face and belly in the mud
It opens and closes before you can get back up
Writer(s): Matthew Taylor, Brooks Nielsen
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