積分
詞曲
Marc Scibilia
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Marc Scibilia
製作人
Scott Greenblatt
助理製作人
Jason Lehning
錄音師
Bobby Knepper
混音師
Nathan Dantzler
母帶工程師
歌詞
Snow fills up the streets
My uncle Lesly used to sweep
They found a loophole
To make chemical dumps legal
And I busted my front teeth
In that roller skating rink
They thought we'd sue
Mom said we're not that kind of people
And the gray steel plant
Casts shadows into potholes
And ya make big plans
They get laughed at till you're humble
Hey it's good to see you here
Where old men scream at TV screens
This could be our year
Hey the winter brings you down
Like a field goal kick I'll always miss
The wide right town
The snow turned into ash
We eulogized the quarterback
This town ain't dead
But it hangs around on death row
And it's just two tanks of gas
But we'll never make it back
To the glory days of Kelly Elway Bledsoe
And a steel gray sky is the backdrop of the steeple
On a sunday night in a bar full of good people
Singing hey it's good to see you here
Where old men scream at TV screens
This could be our year
Hey the winter brings you down
Like a field goal kick I'll always miss
The wide right town
It's a coin toss, it's a just loss
It's the dreaming about one day
Ya get so close, ya get almost
You get back to work on monday
Hey it's good to see you here
So sad to read about your dad
Maybe this will be our year
Hey were only two points down
Like a field goal kick I'll always miss
The wide right town
The weather's shit
But I'll always miss
This wide right town
Written by: Marc Scibilia
