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Suggerimenti
Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Noid
Vocals
Angelo Petraglia
Electric Guitar
Dan Auerbach
Guitar
Patrick Carney
Drums
Andy Gabbard
Background Vocals
Sam Bacco
Tambourine
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Ray Jacildo
Harpsichord
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angelo Petraglia
Songwriter
Dan Auerbach
Songwriter
Patrick Carney
Songwriter
Derrick Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Black Keys
Producer
Matt Wolach
Assistant Mixing Engineer
M. Allen Parker
Recording Engineer
Caleb Vanbuskirk
Additional Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Jonny Ullman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
McKinley James
Assistant Recording Engineer
Will Borza
Mastering Engineer
Testi
They turn the day into night
They're rollin' down the avenue, like shadows in the light
They got that big black ragtop down
Getting wasted racing through the heart of this town
Candy and her friends
Rollin' down eighth avenue
Red Mercedes-Benz
They got an attitude
Candy and her friends
Always one-upping you
Here we go again
Candy and her friends
She gets a kick spinning out
She's always crossing the line, runnin' off her mouth
She'll take a hit and pass it on (on and on)
'Round and 'round, 'til all that shit is gonе
Candy and her friends
Rollin' down eighth avеnue
Red Mercedes-Benz
They got an attitude
Candy and her friends
Always one-upping you
Here we go again
Candy and her friends
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah (oh, Lord)
Know that I said that I'm listenin', but not listenin'?
If you listenin'
Hey (oh, Lord)
Well, well, well
Bet if I said it, I made it all lies (lies)
Bet if I cooked it, I made it all rise (rise)
Can I get the truth, I mean without the lies? (Lies)
I wanna get to know you, I mean with no disguise
I see the pain in your heart, and deceit in your eyes (eyes)
I was stuck on your vibe, but then I realized
See, you got a passion for being photogenic ('genic)
And you pull on my soul, like I've been apprehended (away)
Adrenaline high, I feel short-winded
Takin' caution with you is highly recommended (it is)
If you got the answer, please, somebody send it (send it)
Suicidal love, please, somebody end it (please)
Time to rake up my leaves and water all my seeds (seeds)
Roll on my sleeves and get all of my deeds (deeds)
The balance of power got me pushin' to leave (leave)
My current is flowin', like I'm pushin' the feed (feed)
I felt like a fan, 'cause I'm pushin' the breeze (breeze)
In high demand, 'cause I'm always pushin', believe
Yeah (oh, Lord)
Ah
Writer(s): Angelo Petraglia, Dan Auerbach, Patrick Carney, Derrick Harris
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