Teledysk
Teledysk
Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matt Duncan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Duncan
Songwriter
Tekst Utworu
Saturday, there's a parade for the forgotten names
And there's no telling when it's gonna stop
Spent a number of years talking shit, drinking beer
Now the flag's looking me over like a cop
You always sparkle in fall
You ain't so pretty
And I ain't climbing at all in Inwood City
There's something wrong with it all
It's such a pity
There's something wrong with it all
Every day is a parade of I forget their names
We were friends, we shared a lot of loose talk
Forgot the ghosts on the road who still headed for the coast
To carve their name into a piece of rock
You always sparkle in fall
You ain't so pretty
And I ain't climbing at all in Inwood City
There's something wrong with it all
It's such a pity
There's something wrong with it all
You always sparkle in fall
You ain't so pretty
And I ain't climbing at all in Inwood City
There's something wrong with it all
It's such a pity
There's something wrong with it all
Yeah
There's something wrong with it all
There's something wrong with it all
There's something wrong with it all
There's something wrong with it all
Yeah
Oh, Saturday, there's a parade for the forgotten names
And there's no telling when it's gonna stop
Written by: Matthew Scott Duncan