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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Greg Brown
Guitare électrique
John McCrea
Chant
Todd Roper
Batterie
Victor Damiani
Basse
Vincent di Fiore
Trompette
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Greg Brown
Paroles/Composition
Victor Damiani
Paroles/Composition
John McCrea
Paroles/Composition
Vincent di Fiore
Paroles/Composition
Todd Roper
Paroles/Composition
CAKE
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
CAKE
Production
Craig Long
Ingénierie
Don Tyler
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Joe Johnston
Ingénierie
Kirt Shearer
Ingénierie
Scott Reams
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
Okay alright, uh no
This one, this one, this one
Heads of state, who ride and wrangle
Who look at your face, from more than one angle
Can cut you from their bloated budgets
Like sharpened knives to chicken mcnuggets
Now heads of state, who ride and wrangle
Who look at your face, from more than one angle
Can cut you from their bloated budgets
Like sharpened knives to chicken mcnuggets
Shut the fuck up, no
Shut the fuck up
(Shut the fuck)
Right, right
Learn to buck up
(Shut the fuck)
Right, shut the fuck up
Hey ho
(Shut the fuck)
Now, now
Learn to buck up
(Oh)
One, two, one two three four
Alright
Now, nimble fingers that dance on numbers
Will eat your children and steal your thunder
While heavy torsos that heave and hurl
Who crunch like nuts in the mouth of squirrels
Now, nimble fingers that dance on numbers
Will eat your children and steal your thunder
While heavy torsos that heave and hurl
Who crunch like nuts in the mouth of squirrels
Shut the fuck up, no
Shut the fuck up
(Shut the fuck)
Right, now
Learn to buck up
(Shut the fuck)
Right, shut the fuck up
Hey ho, ya
(Shut the fuck)
Ya ya
Learn to buck up
Now, simple feet that flicker like fire
And burn like candles in smoky spires
Do more to turn, my joy to sadness
Than somber thoughts of burning planets
Now, clever feet that flicker like fire
And burn like candles in smoky spires
Do more to turn, my joy to sadness
Than somber thoughts of burning planets
(Shut the fuck)
Alright, okay I don't
(Shut the fuck)
Wanna, I don't wanna hear it
That's right
(Shut the fuck)
Oh, okay I don't wanna
(Shut the fuck)
I don't wanna
(Shut the fuck)
Hey, ho, ya
(Shut the fuck)
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
(Yea, one two one two one)
Writer(s): John M Mc Crea, Gregory P Brown, Victor P Damiani
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