Crediti
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bedford Falls
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bedford Falls
Producer
Tornike Gvelesiani
Producer
Testi
When Elvis gone for the army again, you go, wah
When Nixon arrives in Beijing again, you go, wah
Both of us would prefer if we could turn into toys, you go, wah
I know you would be much calmer if you turned down the noise you go, wah
Eternally grateful
Infinity, that's where we're at
Eternally grateful
Infinity, that's where we're at
I go to beaches
On my holiday
I mock your poor ass
With my travel pics
I got my tote bag
Filled with cocaine
Rock my yacht along
Sugarflake days
This is a tough one, pointless excess
Here come success, hope i’ll survive this
Got trash to digest, I sleep with unrest
I go to beaches
On my holiday
I mock your poor ass
With my travel pics
I got my tote bag
Filled with cocaine
Rock my yacht along
Sugarflake days
This is a tough one, pointless excess
Here come success, hope i’ll survive this
Got trash to digest, I sleep with unrest
Got trash to digest, I sleep with unrest
Got trash to digest, I sleep with unrest
Written by: Bedford Falls

