Whoa.
Whoa.
Damn this town,
they're never gonna let me out.
So can't lie in coasts,
on ashes and ghosts we're bound.
Keep a cool winter in the back of your throat.
Dream of silent seasons for a reason or more.
Heading for a town where the beat is down.
We go Shacktown on a hot streak.
Shacktown in the hole.
Shacktown in the frozen January.
Shacktown under bomb control.
Shacktown never Brooklyn.
Shacktown never Seoul.
Shacktown never California,
Shacktown is our home.
Damn
this crowd,
are they ever gonna scream and shout?
A week not stole by the never alone.
Keep a cool winter in the back of your throat.
Dream of silent seasons for a reason or more.
Heading for a town where the beat is down.
We go Shacktown on a hot streak.
Shacktown in the hole.
Shacktown in the frozen January.
Shacktown under bomb control.
Shacktown never Brooklyn.
Shacktown never Seoul.
Shacktown
never California, Shacktown is our home.
Shacktown on a hot streak.
Shacktown in the hole.
Shacktown
in the frozen January.
Shacktown under bomb control.
Shacktown never Brooklyn.
Shacktown
never Seoul.
Shacktown never California,
Shacktown is our home.
Though we dream of coming up on the scene,
and going international,
we still call Chicago home.
We've seen such cities,
but none supreme to the one
that dance with us.
We call Chicago home.
We dream of blowing up on scene,
and going international.
We call Chicago home.
We've seen such cities,
but none supreme to the one that
dance with us.
We call Chicago home.
We dream of blowing up on scene,
and going international.
We call Chicago home.
We've seen such cities,
but none supreme to the one that dance with us.
We call Chicago home.
Oh, what a city on the shore.
City at a dance floor.
We call Chicago home.
Shacktown city on the shore.
City at a dance floor.
We call Chicago home.
Shacktown city on the shore.