Silver City - Hey Champ

Damn this town, they’re never gonna let me out

For cairn-lined coasts of ashes and ghosts we’re bound

Keep a cool winter in the back of your throat

Dream ursine seasons for a reason remote

Heading for a town where our beat is down

We go Chitown on a hot streak

Chitown in the hole

Chitown in the throes of January

Chitown under vaunt control

Chitown never Brooklyn

Chitown never sold

Chitown never Californicated

Chitown is our home

Damn this crowd, are they ever gonna scream and shout

A week night stolen by the never alone

Keep a cool winter in the back of your throat

Dream ursine seasons for a reason remote

Heading for a town where our beat is down

We go Chitown on a hot streak

Chitown in the hole

Chitown in the throes of January

Chitown under vaunt control

Chitown never Brooklyn

Chitown never sold

Chitown never Californicated

Chitown is our home

And though we dream of coming up on the scene then going international

We still call Chicago home

We’ve seen such cities but none supreme to the one that danced with us

We call Chicago home

We dream of blowing up on the scene then going international

We call Chicago home

We’ve seen such cities but none supreme to the one that danced with us

We call Chicago home