Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Wombats
The Wombats
Performer
Tord Øverland Knudsen
Tord Øverland Knudsen
Bass Guitar
John Hill
John Hill
Programming
Dan Haggis
Dan Haggis
Drums
Matthew Murphy
Matthew Murphy
Guitar
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tord Øverland Knudsen
Tord Øverland Knudsen
Songwriter
Dan Haggis
Dan Haggis
Songwriter
Matthew Murphy
Matthew Murphy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tord Øverland Knudsen
Tord Øverland Knudsen
Producer
John Hill
John Hill
Additional Producer
Chris Steffen
Chris Steffen
Assistant Engineer
Dan Haggis
Dan Haggis
Producer
Charlie Stavish
Charlie Stavish
Engineer
Matthew Murphy
Matthew Murphy
Producer
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Mixing Engineer

Testi

[Verse 1]
We don't admit it but we've never seen eye to eye
My hobby's moaning and yours  is making money
It's always a shock when old friends pass by
But with you its no death in the family
[Verse 2]
Lets not talk about hate when there's hell to pay
For my cowardice and your bad timing
We don't admit it but we've never seen eye to eye
And it's not through a lack of trying
[Verse 3]
It was the perfect disease we had
Something to argue and scream about
Who do I see about contracting it back?
And locking it somewhere it can't get ripped out
It was the perfect disease we had
And its absence lies in a painful fact
We all need someone to drive us mad
[Verse 4]
I didn't say it but you never were the honest type
You tried to fabricate a bedtime story
And now I miss those games we had of Jekyll and Hyde
Ever since the day that we parted company
[Verse 5]
Don't send a helping hand
And I need a battering ram
To beat the reasons that I miss you so sorely
I didn't say it but we never saw eye to eye
Now life is carefree and equally as boring
[Verse 6]
It was the perfect disease we had
Something to argue and scream about
Who do I see about contracting it back?
And locking it somewhere it can't get ripped out
It was the perfect disease we had
And in its absence lies a painful fact
We all need someone to drive us mad
[Verse 7]
I need you in the TV
I need you on the train
I need you every single which way
I need you in the mirrors
I need you in my bed
I needed you to wreck my head
I need you in the TV
I need you on the train
I need you just to stand in my way
I need you in the mirrors
I need you in my bed
[Verse 8]
It was the perfect disease we had
Something to argue and scream about
Who do I see about contracting it back?
And locking it somewhere it can't get ripped out
It was the perfect disease we had
And its absence lies a painful fact
We all need someone to drive us mad
Written by: Dan Haggis, Matthew Murphy, Tord Øverland Knudsen
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