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Hollywood Learn
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Do Nothing
Do Nothing
Performer
Chris Bailey
Chris Bailey
Lead Vocals
Kasper Sandstrøm
Kasper Sandstrøm
Electric Guitar
Andrew Harrison
Andrew Harrison
Drums
Charlie Howarth
Charlie Howarth
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Bailey
Chris Bailey
Songwriter
Kasper Sandstrøm
Kasper Sandstrøm
Songwriter
Andrew Harrison
Andrew Harrison
Songwriter
Charlie Howarth
Charlie Howarth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Savours
Andy Savours
Producer
Oli Barton-Wood
Oli Barton-Wood
Mixing Engineer
Joshua Rumble
Joshua Rumble
Assistant Engineer
Felix Davis at Metropolis Studios, London
Felix Davis at Metropolis Studios, London
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Alright, that's fine I'll just talk to my food Why on Earth didn't you tell me You were in a car accident? If it happened to me, I would tell you I'm so bored of cake for the dead Isn't it weird to be green at your age? We'll make you eat every red cent that you made Then you'll be up the creek too There goes my last chance to chicken out Nature on the nod'll come loose Turn me into red meat and brick dust Let all the beer of the blue world dry up Let it dry up I have a friend Right here Hiding under my shirt We're right here if you ever get tired Tired of putting God first Don't look at me like I give a damn what you do But I know I don't wanna go out In the hallway, I wanna die in my room When will Hollywood learn? There goes my last chance to chicken out Nature on the nod'll come loose Turn me into red meat and brick dust Let all the beer of the blue world dry up Let it dry up You can take this job And I'll tell you what you can do with it All hail my dog, bad news on Her way over the ocean blue Maybe not blue How would I know? How would I know? How would I know?
Writer(s): Andrew Harrison, Charlie Howarth, Chris Bailey, Kasper Sandstrøm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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