Текст песни
[Куплет 1] I push through the glass where the old signs hum Quarter in my pocket, hear the cabinets drum You wave from the racer with a grin i know “Pick a car, come on—there’s a place to go” [Предприпев] Your name in the high-score list My name right under yours We came in strangers, laughing Now nobody’s keeping score [Припев] Take the long way through the arcade Past the racers, past the games You and me and everybody Calling out each other’s names One more round, don’t let it end Every stranger’s turning friend We found that easy kind of joy In the bright old world we’re in [Куплет 2] The pinball rattles like a summer storm A paper cup of cola, cabinet sides worn You teach me the shortcut, i miss the turn We laugh so hard the whole back row turns [Предприпев] Your name in the high-score list My name right under yours We came in strangers, laughing Now nobody’s keeping score [Припев] Take the long way through the arcade Past the racers, past the games You and me and everybody Calling out each other’s names One more round, don’t let it end Every stranger’s turning friend We found that easy kind of joy In the bright old world we’re in [Бридж] When the day gets loud and complicated I remember how we made a team A borrowed turn, a cheering crowd A little room that felt like everything [Final chorus] Take the long way through the arcade Past the racers, past the games You and me and everybody Calling out each other’s names One more round, don’t let it end Every stranger’s turning friend We found that easy kind of joy And we can find it here again [Аутро] One more round, come on inside Save a place beside your ride
