Video Musik

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jonathan Higgs
Jonathan Higgs
Vocals
Michael Spearman
Michael Spearman
Drums
Jeremy Pritchard
Jeremy Pritchard
Bass
Alex Robertshaw
Alex Robertshaw
Guitar
James Ford
James Ford
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Higgs
Jonathan Higgs
Composer
Michael Spearman
Michael Spearman
Composer
Jeremy Pritchard
Jeremy Pritchard
Composer
Alex Robertshaw
Alex Robertshaw
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Everything Everything
Everything Everything
Additional Producer
Jonathan Higgs
Jonathan Higgs
Producer
Michael Spearman
Michael Spearman
Producer
Jeremy Pritchard
Jeremy Pritchard
Producer
Alex Robertshaw
Alex Robertshaw
Producer
James Ford
James Ford
Producer
Jimmy Robertson
Jimmy Robertson
Engineer
Chris Taylor
Chris Taylor
Assistant Engineer
Luke Gibbs
Luke Gibbs
Assistant Engineer
Cenzo Townshend
Cenzo Townshend
Mixing Engineer
John Davis
John Davis
Mastering Engineer

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Breadwinner with the pixelated face Like pepper but I always carry mace 9-11, 9-11, 9-11 when? I repeat it, I repeat it, I repeat again Read me my marimba, my marimba, -rimba rights I can tango but I can't put up a Zulu fight So much apocalypse, you're finding it a bore They prayed for murder, but you prayed a little more One flat earth, they were right, they were right Hold my feet to the fire, to the fire Hard liquor is my medicine It must've happened when I hit my head Hard liquor for my birthday cake Power, power, power, power, power You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me Now I see you're not Pearl-clutcher with the heart-attack neck Titanic but you end up as a wreck Bell-ringer in the red and white and white and blue Palpitations of the belly on the barbecue Vigilante, vigilante see the smoking gun Clear your browser, fix your face and get a number one Then walk into the wall like you're an NPC You ate the crayon 'cause you thought that it was free One flat earth, they were right, they were right Hold my feet to the fire, to the fire Hard liquor is my medicine It must've happened when I hit my head Hard liquor for my birthday cake Power, power, power, power, power You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me Now you see the Devil Now you're gonna live with the Devil Now you see the Devil How you gonna live with the Devil? And you thought it was, you thought it was your world And you thought it was, you thought it was your world And you thought it was, you thought it was your world And you thought it was, you thought it was your world And you thought it was, you thought it was your world And you thought it was, you thought it was your world And you thought it was, you thought it was your world And you thought it was, you thought, you thought it was, you- You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me You've got to be kidding me Now I see you're not
Writer(s): Michael Spearman, Jeremy Pritchard, Jonathan Higgs, Alex Robertshaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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