Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daniel Wilcock
Acoustic Guitar
Joseph Dickinson
Bass
Taylor Jones
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Wilcock
Songwriter
Joseph Dickinson
Songwriter
Taylor Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Wilcock
Co-Producer
Joseph Dickinson
Co-Producer
Taylor Jones
Co-Producer
Julien Baraness
Mixing Engineer
Pete Maher
Mastering Engineer
Songtexte
Sleazy jet
You're flying overhead
While I'm marooned
I'm lost again
It's just harmless fun
Another tabloid pun
That's taking up my oxygen
Can you help me
I've run aground
In the shallows
Deafening sound
Lift me up through the mangroves
Fly me to the moon
Did you think I'd feel at home
So soon
Same old shifting sands
Constant caving into
Every thankless demand
It's a crooked game
We've ourselves to blame
As we're carried away on the tide
There's nowhere in this gulf for our vain hope to hide
Can anyone help us
We're cast adrift
In deeper waters
Should we let this ship sink
Lift me up through the mangroves
Fly me to the moon
Did you think I'd feel at home
So soon
Can you feel me yet
Sleazy jet
Can you help me
I've run aground
In the shallows
Deafening sound
Lift me up through the mangroves
Fly me to the moon
Did you think I'd feel at home
So soon
Won't you take me up through the mangroves
Fly me to the moon
Did you think I'd feel at home
So soon
Written by: Daniel Wilcock, Joseph Dickinson, Taylor Jones