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Stay Loose
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Belle and Sebastian
Belle and Sebastian
Performer
Bob Kildea
Bob Kildea
Guitar
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Vibraphone
Mick Cooke
Mick Cooke
Trumpet
Richard William Colburn
Richard William Colburn
Drums
Sarah Ann Martin
Sarah Ann Martin
Vocals
Stuart Murdoch
Stuart Murdoch
Vocals
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Guitar
Barnaby Dickinson
Barnaby Dickinson
Trombone
Chris Davies
Chris Davies
Tenor Saxophone
Frank Ricotti
Frank Ricotti
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Kildea
Bob Kildea
Songwriter
Chris Geddes
Chris Geddes
Songwriter
Stevie Jackson
Stevie Jackson
Composer
Mick Cooke
Mick Cooke
Songwriter
Richard William Colburn
Richard William Colburn
Songwriter
Sarah Ann Martin
Sarah Ann Martin
Songwriter
Stuart Murdoch
Stuart Murdoch
Songwriter

Lyrics

Loose lips might sink ships but loose kisses take trips To San Francisco, double dutch disco, Tech TV hottie, do it for Scotty Do it for the living and do it for the dead Do it for the monsters under your bed Do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom Broken hearts hurt but they make us strong and We won't stop until somebody calls the cops And even then we'll start again and just pretend that Nothing ever happened We won't stop until somebody calls the cops And even then we'll start again and just pretend that Nothing ever happened We're just dancing, we're just hugging, Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging On the sleeve of how it used to be How's it gonna be? I'll drop kick russell stover, move into the starting over house And know matt rouse and jest are watching me achieve my dreams And we'll pray, all damn day, every day, That all this shit our president has got us in will go away While we strive to figure out a way we can survive These trying times without losing our minds So if you wanna burn yourself remember that I LOVE YOU And if you wanna cut yourself remember that I LOVE YOU And if you wanna kill yourself remember that I LOVE YOU Call me up before you're dead, we can make some plans instead Send me an IM, I'll be your friend Shysters live from scheme to scheme but my 4th quarter pipe dreams Are seeming more and more worth fighting for So I'll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation And I'll say FUCK BUSH AND FUCK THIS WAR My war paint is sharpie ink and I'll show you how much my shit stinks And ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful They think we're disposable, well both my thumbs opposable Are spelled out on a double word and triple letter score And we won't stop until somebody calls the cops And even then we'll start again and just pretend that Nothing ever happened We won't stop until somebody calls the cops And even then we'll start again and just pretend that Nothing ever happened We won't stop until somebody calls the cops And even then we'll start again and just pretend that Nothing ever happened We won't stop until somebody calls the cops And even then we'll start again and just pretend that Nothing ever happened We're just dancing, we're just hugging, Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging On the sleeve of how it used to be
Writer(s): Stuart Murdoch, Christopher Geddes, Michael Cooke, Stephen Jackson, Bob Kildea, Sarah Martin, Richard Colburn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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