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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hilltop Hoods
Hilltop Hoods
Performer
Barry Francis
Barry Francis
Turntables
Matthew Lambert
Matthew Lambert
Rap
Daniel Smith
Daniel Smith
Rap
Adrian Naidu
Adrian Naidu
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Bartlett
John Bartlett
Composer
Paul Bartlett
Paul Bartlett
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sixfour
Sixfour
Producer
Plutonic Lab
Plutonic Lab
Mixing Engineer
Barry Francis
Barry Francis
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Burford
Andrew Burford
Engineer
Neville Clark
Neville Clark
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

I've always tried to do the right thing in my life Take care of my house, my picket fence, my children and my wife On my way home, on my way home I'm on my way home, Clark Griswold here I go You could walk a mile in my shoes but could not Mope around for a day in my socks Waking up, coughing up a whole range of crap Coffee mug, world's greatest dad Living life in a bathrobe, or some cargos On borrowed time, worry lines like a barcode Wearing my Chicago Bears cap feeling like Clark My family filling my heart I try to do right, I try to do good I try to do the best I can Man, all of my life, I've done all I could To try and be a better man, but I've realised Hey, I gotta be clever now Hey, I gotta go get it now And take a look at the way that I'm living Mistakes are better never made than forgiven, right? I've always tried to do the right thing in my life Take care of my house, my picket fence, my children and my wife On my way home, on my way home I'm on my way home, Clark Griswold here I go Yeah, they say a real man's a family man Pays the bills, has a travel plan or caravan The way it feels like everywhere that I am Trouble follows 'til I unravel and crash the van Always managing in damage control Count my blessing like casualties and add up the toll When matters resolve, I plan on getting back to my goals But this life will get away, so grab on and hold When I'm away, this world leads me astray Everything starts breaking apart So I'm spending my days trying to carve out a place To fill that empty space in my heart To say that I'm a beautiful mess? I'd say the truth is a stretch I confess I'm only human but I'm doing my best Uncertain if all the hurting is worth it Yeah, I know I couldn't be further from perfect I've always tried to do the right thing in my life Take care of my house, my picket fence, my children and my wife On my way home, on my way home I'm on my way home, Clark Griswold here I go Life can be so beautiful But sometimes I feel I make a mess of things Life can be so beautiful But sometimes I fear I make a mess of everything Life can be so beautiful But sometimes I feel I make a mess of things Life can be so beautiful But sometimes I fear I make a mess of everything I'm on my way home, Clark Griswold here I go
Writer(s): Barry Francis, Matthew Lambert, Daniel Smith, John Bartlett, Paul Bartlett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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