Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Jon Allen
Voz principal
Nichol Thomson
Saxofón
Andy Ross
Trombón
Rich Milner
Órgano Hammond
Pat West
Guitarra eléctrica
Tim Bye
Batería
Adrian Meehan
Percusión
Dom Glover
Trompeta
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Jon Allen
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Tristan Longworth
Producción
Letra
Somebody’s being born somebody’s dying
Somebody made the stars without even trying
You may be falling but you feel like you flying
It’s alright
We’re all related by the same old mistakes
Trying to push against these tectonics plates
Making smalltalk while the skyscraper shakes
It’s alright, it’s just the end of the world
Lock them fire doors on your way in
Drain the swamp and let’s go for a swim
Talk of kindness just like it’s a sin
It’s alright
Baby boomer thinks he’s had the last laugh
He’s looking good but it’s an old photography
Now we’re all trying to find that ginger bread path
It’s alright, it’s just the end of the world
My sky has turned to concrete
My heart has turned to lead
Cause I’ve got the ghost of you
Sleeping in my bed
Everybody needs a voodoo doll
Everybody wants to build a wall
Tear down the whole house for the hell of it all
It’s alright
Somebody’s being born somebody’s dying
Somebody made the stars without even trying
You may be falling but you feel like you flying
It’s alright, it’s just the end of the world
It’s just the end of the world
It’s just the end of the world
It’s just the end of the world
It’s just the end of the world
Written by: Jon Allen