Video musical

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Vocals
Bob Rock
Bob Rock
Guitar
Brendan Canning
Brendan Canning
Background Vocals
Colleen Hixenbaugh
Colleen Hixenbaugh
Background Vocals
Dana Gee
Dana Gee
Background Vocals
Paul Hyde
Paul Hyde
Background Vocals
Paul Bushnell
Paul Bushnell
Bass
Josh Freese
Josh Freese
Drums
Joel Shearer
Joel Shearer
Guitar
Rusty Anderson
Rusty Anderson
Guitar
Travis Good
Travis Good
Guitar
Jamie Edwards
Jamie Edwards
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ron Sexsmith
Ron Sexsmith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Rock
Bob Rock
Producer
Dave Graham
Dave Graham
Additional Engineer
Eric Helmkamp
Eric Helmkamp
Editing Engineer
Jamey Koch
Jamey Koch
Additional Engineer
Jason "metal" Donkersgoed
Jason "metal" Donkersgoed
Additional Engineer
Zach Blackstone
Zach Blackstone
Additional Engineer
mike riley
mike riley
Assistant Engineer
Plantation Recording and Mixing, Maui
Plantation Recording and Mixing, Maui
Mixing Engineer
Sage and Sound Recording, Hollywood
Sage and Sound Recording, Hollywood
Recording Engineer
The Orange Lounge, Toronto
The Orange Lounge, Toronto
Recording Engineer
The Warehouse Studio, Vancouver
The Warehouse Studio, Vancouver
Recording Engineer

Letra

Sipping on a black Dakota pint The joint is jumping on a Sunday night But then something wicked this way comes Sticking out like two sore thumbs Eye candy, ear poison Oh Mother, keep your boys in 'Cause uptown came downtown And now they keep hanging around They didn't want to listen to no band Why don't they grab a cab back to clubland Now they're coming on to every guy Like two drunken socialites Eye candy, ear poison Oh Mother, keep your boys in 'Cause uptown came downtown And now they keep hanging around It's uncanny, what the wind blows in Oh Brother, you'd think what goes in Must come out but somehow It's been dumbed down and now they're hanging around You should see the way they dance Rubbing up against everybody's leg And like a bad masseuse Everything they do rubs me the wrong way Well, now something wicked this way comes Sticking out like two sore thumbs Eye candy, ear poison Oh Mother, keep your boys in 'Cause high brow came low brow And our eyebrows may never come down It can't be, screen's frozen Oh Brother, keep your nose clean 'Cause upload came download With a truck load of trouble 'bout to explode Eye candy, ear poison Oh Mother, keep your boys in 'Cause uptown came downtown And now they keep hanging around
Writer(s): Ron Sexsmith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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