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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyson Motsenbocker
Tyson Motsenbocker
Electric Guitar
Nathan Cimino
Nathan Cimino
Keyboards
James McAlister
James McAlister
Drums
Gabriel Cortez
Gabriel Cortez
Background Vocals
Matthew Wright
Matthew Wright
Background Vocals
Grace Caston
Grace Caston
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyson Motsenbocker
Tyson Motsenbocker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyson Motsenbocker
Tyson Motsenbocker
Producer
Nathan Cimino
Nathan Cimino
Producer

Lyrics

We beat Chrono Trigger in a week They said it couldn't be done But there's not much to do In a wheat field town with your parents around And I never told you I never told you I never told you That it broke me then and I'm still broke now Well, the Clearwater River stays cold It stays cold all summer When the other ones warm But we needed to feel alive And I knew it happened Like Wendy Darling When there was no wonderful place I would not leave behind Down the street to go to Max's Party Drive like Magnum's Ferrari Throwing up your mom's locked Bacardi The whole school thought the vodka had gone bad Signed off on your loans for college Best friend took the anabolics Worked up my nerve to call you The old men say the decades don't pass slow The old men say the decades don't pass slow The old men say, the old men say Learned the backseat lessons In the white church van While everyone was inside Dropping pizza on the floor And we, too, have seen it The surf, the shore Listening though we land no more Down the street to go to Max's Party Drive like Magnum's Ferrari Throwing up your mom's locked Bacardi The whole school thought the vodka had gone bad Signed off on your loans for college Best friend took the anabolics Worked up my nerve to call you The old men say the decades don't pass slow Down the street to go to Max's Party Drive like Magnums Ferrari Throwing up your mom's locked Bacardi The whole school thought the vodka had gone bad Nothing to say if you can't come with me Cross-eyed, not seeing clearly Worked up my nerve to call you The old men say the decades don't pass slow The old men say the decades don't pass slow The old men say the decades don't pass slow
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