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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
IDLES
IDLES
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe South
Joe South
Songwriter
Joseph Talbot
Joseph Talbot
Composer
Lee Kiernan
Lee Kiernan
Songwriter
Mark Bowen
Mark Bowen
Songwriter
Adam Devonshire
Adam Devonshire
Songwriter
Jonathan Beavis
Jonathan Beavis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam 'Atom' Greenspan
Adam 'Atom' Greenspan
Producer
Nick Launay
Nick Launay
Producer

Letras

Lover to the shithole! A lot of nine-fingered boys in the village They haven't got much choice in the village (yeah) Model car, model wife, model village Model farm, model wife, model village They ain't too friendly in the village (in the village) There's a tabloid frenzy in the village (don't bring the sun) It's not a racist park in the village Gotta drive half-cocked in the village Model low crime rate in the village Model race, model hate, model village Got my head kicked in the village (whoa!) There's a lot of pink skin in the village Hardest man in the world in the village He said he's got with every girl in the village Take flight, take flight (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la) Model village I beg your pardon I don't care about your rose garden I'm listening to the things you said (yeah) You just sound like you're scared to death (Yeah, I'm a fuckin' dragon) Still not in love with the village Homophobes by the ton in the village A lot of overpriced drugs in the village A lot of half-pint thugs in the village Model car, model wife, model village Model farm, model right, model village I see a lot of gammon in the village I don't see a lot happen in the village (nothing, nothings) Just give them an anthem and they'll sing it Still they don't know the meanings in it Just saluting flags 'cause it's British Idiot spirits think they're kindred Model low crime rate in the village Model race, model hate, model village It feels like the village is self-pillaged Still someone's making a killing (rrrra, killing) Take flight, take flight (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la) Take flight Model village (dragon!) I beg your pardon I don't care about your rose garden I'm listening to the things you said You just sound like you're scared to death We have a perfect time I beg your pardon I don't care about your rose garden I'm listening to the things you said You just sound like you're scared to death You gotta laugh as the curtain twitches And the villagers bury their riches But the village doesn't know what rich is Just snitches snitching on snitches Only one thing to do in the village Just say toodle-do to the village Toodle-fucking-do
Writer(s): Joseph Talbot, Adam Devonshire, Lee Kiernan, Jonathan Beavis, Mark Bowen, Joe South Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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