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INTERPRÉTATION
Pretty Vicious
Pretty Vicious
Interprète
Dan Austin
Dan Austin
Programmation
Beau Blaise
Beau Blaise
Programmation
Matt Glasbey
Matt Glasbey
Programmation
Edith Philips
Edith Philips
Programmation
Ewan Vickery
Ewan Vickery
Programmation
Zoe Rosen
Zoe Rosen
Interprète
Brianna Steinitz
Brianna Steinitz
Interprète
Janice Soled
Janice Soled
Interprète
Brad Griffiths
Brad Griffiths
Chant
Tom McCarthy
Tom McCarthy
Guitare
Jarvis Morgan
Jarvis Morgan
Basse
Elliot Jones
Elliot Jones
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brad Griffiths
Brad Griffiths
Composition
Tom McCarthy
Tom McCarthy
Composition
Jarvis Morgan
Jarvis Morgan
Composition
Elliot Jones
Elliot Jones
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dan Austin
Dan Austin
Production
Beau Blaise
Beau Blaise
Ingénierie de prise de son
Matt Glasbey
Matt Glasbey
Ingénierie de prise de son
Edith Philips
Edith Philips
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Ewan Vickery
Ewan Vickery
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Ingénierie de mixage
Brian Judd
Brian Judd
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Adam Chagnon
Adam Chagnon
Ingénierie
Lars Fox
Lars Fox
Ingénierie
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Zoe Rosen
Zoe Rosen
Personnel de studio

Paroles

Don't Don't let 'em in your skin You beat yourself to death just to be here No Don't ever let 'em win You sacrificed too much To take your foot from off the clutch Don't slow it down, you speed it up We're movin' Don't Don't let 'em in your skin You beat yourself to death just to be here Oh this planet's rust Our planet's a playground to some They have bombs, we got love We have dreams, they have guns They're losing! 'Cause we don't get cash when we get paid We got a happy life and health instead The rebels yell, the rebels say "The TV's lie, and the radio's fake!" And all we want's a All we want's a taste Don't Don't let 'em in your skin You beat yourself to death just to be here Oh our lives entwine We share the same place and time This is beauty, it's life It's your duty, your right To go and do it 'Cause we don't get cash when we get paid We got a happy life and health instead The rebels yell, the rebels say "The TV's lie, and the radio's fake!" And all we want's a All we want's a taste Of something worthwhile Of something worthwhile Of something worthwhile 'Cause we don't get cash when we get paid We got a happy life and health instead The rebels yell, the rebels say "The TV's lie, and the radio's fake!" And all we want's a All we want's a taste Of something worthwhile Of something worthwhile Of something worthwhile
Writer(s): Elliot Jones, Brad Griffiths, Thomas Mccarthy, Jarvis Morgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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