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CAKE - Nugget (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Electric Guitar
John McCrea
John McCrea
Vocals
Todd Roper
Todd Roper
Drums
Victor Damiani
Victor Damiani
Bass
Vincent di Fiore
Vincent di Fiore
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Greg Brown
Greg Brown
Songwriter
Victor Damiani
Victor Damiani
Songwriter
John McCrea
John McCrea
Songwriter
Vincent di Fiore
Vincent di Fiore
Songwriter
Todd Roper
Todd Roper
Songwriter
CAKE
CAKE
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CAKE
CAKE
Producer
Craig Long
Craig Long
Engineer
Don Tyler
Don Tyler
Mastering Engineer
Joe Johnston
Joe Johnston
Engineer
Kirt Shearer
Kirt Shearer
Engineer
Scott Reams
Scott Reams
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Okay alright, uh no This one, this one, this one Heads of state, who ride and wrangle Who look at your face, from more than one angle Can cut you from their bloated budgets Like sharpened knives to chicken mcnuggets Now heads of state, who ride and wrangle Who look at your face, from more than one angle Can cut you from their bloated budgets Like sharpened knives to chicken mcnuggets Shut the fuck up, no Shut the fuck up (Shut the fuck) Right, right Learn to buck up (Shut the fuck) Right, shut the fuck up Hey ho (Shut the fuck) Now, now Learn to buck up (Oh) One, two, one two three four Alright Now, nimble fingers that dance on numbers Will eat your children and steal your thunder While heavy torsos that heave and hurl Who crunch like nuts in the mouth of squirrels Now, nimble fingers that dance on numbers Will eat your children and steal your thunder While heavy torsos that heave and hurl Who crunch like nuts in the mouth of squirrels Shut the fuck up, no Shut the fuck up (Shut the fuck) Right, now Learn to buck up (Shut the fuck) Right, shut the fuck up Hey ho, ya (Shut the fuck) Ya ya Learn to buck up Now, simple feet that flicker like fire And burn like candles in smoky spires Do more to turn, my joy to sadness Than somber thoughts of burning planets Now, clever feet that flicker like fire And burn like candles in smoky spires Do more to turn, my joy to sadness Than somber thoughts of burning planets (Shut the fuck) Alright, okay I don't (Shut the fuck) Wanna, I don't wanna hear it That's right (Shut the fuck) Oh, okay I don't wanna (Shut the fuck) I don't wanna (Shut the fuck) Hey, ho, ya (Shut the fuck) I don't wanna I don't wanna (Yea, one two one two one)
Writer(s): John M Mc Crea, Gregory P Brown, Victor P Damiani Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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