Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Imagination Movers
Performer
Scott Kimball Durbin
Lead Vocals
David Moran Poche
Lead Vocals
Scott Jacob Smith
Electric Guitar
Richard Edward Collins
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Kimball Durbin
Songwriter
David Moran Poche
Songwriter
Scott Jacob Smith
Songwriter
Richard Edward Collins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Kimball Durbin
Producer
David Moran Poche
Producer
Scott Jacob Smith
Producer
John Fischback
Mastering Engineer
Richard Edward Collins
Producer
Texty
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now
Clean my room
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now)
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now)
Clean my room
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now)
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up)
I got toys coming out of their box (box)
Here's 17 mismatched socks
There's clothes all over the floor (floor)
I got so much stuff, I can't shut the door
Gonna put all my toys away (away)
So I can have room to play
And at first, it seems like a lot (a lot)
But if I break it on down, you know that it's not
Clean my room
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now)
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now)
Clean my room
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now)
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up)
When you clean up, you gotta get down
So your knees are close to the ground
And you wave your hands all around
And you pick up the toys that you found
Now you've got everything you can hold
From your games to your toys to your clothes
Put 'em high, put 'em middle, put 'em low
'Cause you know where everything goes
Clean my room (my room, my room, my room, my room)
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now)
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up)
Clean my room (my room, my room, my room, my room)
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up now)
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up)
Come on, pick it up
Pick it up
When you clean up, you gotta get down (down)
So your knees are close to the ground (ground)
And you wave your hands all around ('round)
And you pick up the toys that you found
And you've got everything you can hold (hold)
From your games to your toys to your clothes (clothes)
Put 'em high, put 'em middle, put 'em low (low)
'Cause you know where everything goes
I got toys coming out of their box (clean my room)
Here's 17 mismatched socks
There's so much stuff I can't shut the door
I got so much stuff, I can't shut the door
Gonna put all my toys away (clean my room)
So I can have room to play
And at first, it seems like a lot
But if I break it down, then it's not
Clean my room
Written by: David Moran Poche, Richard Edward Collins, Scott Durbin, Scott Smith