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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Planet B
Planet B
Performer
Josie Cotton
Josie Cotton
Lead Vocals
Gabe Serbian
Gabe Serbian
Drums
Luke Henshaw
Luke Henshaw
Sampler
Justin Pearson
Justin Pearson
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Henshaw
Luke Henshaw
Songwriter
Justin Pearson
Justin Pearson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Henshaw
Luke Henshaw
Producer

Songtexte

Hahaha! Hamburger, get me fed.
Burnt all cash, market crash.
Lead misled till their world is dead.
I I I yell till my words are red.
Mental stash swept the ash.
Wrote the thread, time was limited.
All the leaves are gone, the sad sky is grey. 
Endless Neutrons voted for Electrons to fade the fuck away.
Ra ra ra! The headline still misread,
and trash cash gave a thrash, got whiplash, sucked off the war's head.
La la land still screaming.
Sad magic needs singing.
Animal still fucking.
The state needs a smash. 
Buy the kick.
It's a trick.
Bomb will tick.
We're so sick.
Blah blah blah think before.
Sing in song, get hardcore.
Scrape along, who's the whore? 
All dicks misbehave.
Na-Na-Na never mind.
Men will weep till they're blind.
Mind grind creep unrefined.
But peace is cheaper.
Sick has-been, where are the wise men?
The noose will tighten, they can just say when.
Every now and then I get an amen.
Now do I need to explain this again?
Written by: Justin Pearson, Luke Henshaw

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