Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Elle King
Voz principal
Fred Eltringham
Batería
Tony Lucido
Bajo
Ilya Toshinskiy
Guitarra acústica
Kenny Greenberg
Guitarra eléctrica
Dan Dugmore
Guitarra eléctrica
Dave Cohen
Teclados
Micah Wilshire
Voces de fondo
Katie Wilshire
Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Ella Langley
Autoría
Matt McKinney
Autoría
Bobby Hamrick
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Elle King
Producción
Ross Copperman
Producción
Daniel Bacigalupi
Masterización
Reid Shippen
Ingeniería de mezcla
Ethan Barrette
Asistente de ingeniería
Brandon Towles
Asistente de ingeniería
Justin Sheriff
Ingeniería de grabación
Rob Whitaker
Ingeniería de grabación
Perry Geyer
Ingeniería de grabación
Brian David Willis
Ingeniería de edición
Brandon Hood
Ingeniería de edición
Mark Hagen
Ingeniería de edición
Scott Johnson
Producción adicional
Letra
Who's doin' lines? Who's huffin' glue?
Who's got a wife and a girlfriend too?
Who's in a bind? Whose screws are loose?
Who's sippin' wine while the kids are at school?
Who stirs the pot? Who's in your ear?
And whose bad idea was it to bring it 'round here?
It's all this he-said, she-said
Always two sides and the truth
There's so much shit around these parts
Gonna get some on your boots
It's just a straight line down the grapevine
Gotta rip it right up at the roots
You can keep your mouth runnin', hell, Jesus might love ya
But that don't mean I do
So take your front-page, two-faced, petty-ass drama
And leave it out, leave it out, leave it out yonder
Who's gained a few pounds? Who spends too much?
Well, who got knocked out and who got knocked up?
Who's in hot water with the IRS?
Whose granddaddy died still cashin' his checks?
Whose boss don't know 'bout a felony?
And why the hell are you tellin' me
All this he-said, she-said?
Always two sides and the truth
There's so much shit around these parts
Gonna get some on your boots
It's just a straight line down the grapevine
Gotta rip it right up at the roots
You can keep your mouth runnin', hell, Jesus might love ya
But that don't mean I do
So take your front-page, two-faced, petty-ass drama
And leave it out, leave it out, leave it out yonder
Keep it on movin'
Keep it on movin'
Leave it out yonder
It's all this he-said, she-said
Always two sides and the truth
There's so much shit around these parts
Gonna get some on your boots
It's just a straight line down the grapevine
Gotta rip it right up at the roots
You can keep your mouth runnin', hell, Jesus might love ya
But that don't mean I do
So take your front-page, two-faced, petty-ass drama
And leave it out, leave it out, leave it out yonder
Leave it out yonder
Leave it out yonder
Written by: Bobby Hamrick, Ella Langley, Matt McKinney