Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Guitar
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Bass
Dann Gallucci
Dann Gallucci
Guitar
Benjamin Weikel
Benjamin Weikel
Drums
The Rising Star Fife & Drum Band
The Rising Star Fife & Drum Band
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Songwriter
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Songwriter
Dann Gallucci
Dann Gallucci
Songwriter
Benjamin Weikel
Benjamin Weikel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dennis Herring
Dennis Herring
Producer
Jacquire King
Jacquire King
Mixing Engineer
Clay Jones
Clay Jones
Recording Engineer
Dawn Palladino
Dawn Palladino
Assistant Engineer
Sean Macke
Sean Macke
Assistant Engineer
Nathan Provence
Nathan Provence
Assistant Engineer
Stuart Sikes
Stuart Sikes
Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

We were shootin' at a mound of dirt Well, nothing was broken, nothing was hurt But I probably really should have been at work But if my free time's gone, would you promise me this? That you will please bury me with it! Please bury me with it! Well, sure as planets come I know that they end And if I'm here when that happens, will you promise me this, my friend? Please bury me with it! I just don't need none of that Mad Max bullshit Well, the suit got tight and it split at the seams But I kept it out of habit and I kept it real clean But if it's gettin' faded, if it's runnin' outta thread Could you just do this for me, my friend? And please just, please bury me with it? Please bury me with it! Well, we moved to the left and we moved to the right And sure as hell we stayed out almost every single night But if the party's over, if the fun has to end Could you do this for me, my friend? Would you just, please bury me with it? Please bury me with it! Good news for people who love bad news We've lost the plot and we just can't choose We are hummingbirds who are just not willing to move And there's good news for people who love bad news We are hummingbirds who've lost the plot and we will not move We have good news for anyone who loves bad news We were aiming for the moon, we were shooting at the stars But the kids were just shooting at the buses and the cars So don't drink the water, don't you breathe the air And if it's gotten to that point then I have to declare That you could please bury me with it! Please bury me with it! Well, fads they come and fads they go And God, I love that rock and roll! Well, the point was fast, but it was too blunt to miss Life handed us a paycheck, we said, "We worked harder than this!" Please bury me with it! Please bury me with it! Oh, shit now! (I said what I said again, I'll say) We are humming birds who are just not willing to move And there's good news for people who love bad news We are hummingbirds who've lost the plot and we will not move We have good news for anyone who loves bad news
Writer(s): Isaac Brock, Dann Gallucci, Eric Judy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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