Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams
Vocais principais
Gary Nuttall
Gary Nuttall
Vocal de apoio
Andrea Grant
Andrea Grant
Vocal de apoio
Jim Board
Jim Board
Guitarra elétrica
Jerry Meehan
Jerry Meehan
Baixo
Karl Brazil
Karl Brazil
Bateria
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Programação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams
Composição
Flynn Francis
Flynn Francis
Composição
Chris Heath
Chris Heath
Composição
Tim Metcalfe
Tim Metcalfe
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Produção
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Produção
Felix Rashman
Felix Rashman
Engenharia (adicional)
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

Come in and close the door I think it's time you knew the score Why you feel weird One day you're gonna be told about How daddy had let his demons out Yeah, he made 'em scream and shout One day soon you'll be old enough You go out on your own stuff If you start losing hold of love It's because... Your uncle sells drugs Your cousin is a cutty Your grandma is a fluffer Your granddad's in the gutter Your mother is a nutter Your mother is a nutter We are mad motherfuckers You're a bad motherfucker And I'd like to sing a song that says that you'll be fine Now you know me so you know that I'd be lying One of the things you get from me and your mother Is that we're bad motherfuckers You're a bad motherfucker Helps to know where you come from When days are hard and things go wrong I pray our weakness makes you strong When strangers come and lovers leave You can rest assured we'll always be Your ever loving family So before you leave when you're old enough When you go out on your own stuff You start losing hold of love It's because... Your uncle sells drugs Your cousin is a cutty Your grandma is a fluffer Your granddad's in the gutter Your mother is a nutter Your mother is a nutter We are mad motherfuckers You're a bad motherfucker And I'd like to sing a song that says that you'll be fine Now you know me so you know that I'd be lying One of the things you get from me and your mother Is that we're bad motherfuckers You're a bad motherfucker But we all believe that you're gonna break the chain And we all believe you're the one We all believe that the angels are watching over you My son Because... Your uncle sells drugs Your cousin is a cutty Your grandma is a fluffer Your granddad's in the gutter Your mother is a nutter Your mother is a nutter We are mad motherfuckers You're a bad motherfucker And I'd like to sing a song that says that you'll be fine Now you know me so you know that I'd be lying One of the things you get from me and your mother Is that we're bad motherfuckers You're a bad motherfucker Oh yeah, yeah, yeah Hey yeah, hey yeah, hey Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh Bad motherfucker You're a bad motherfucker Your uncle sells drugs Your cousin is a cutty Your grandma is a fluffer Your granddad's in the gutter Your mother is a nutter Your mother is a nutter We are mad motherfuckers You're a bad motherfucker And I'd like to sing a song that says that you'll be fine Now you know me so you know that I'd be lying One of the things you get from me and your mother Is that we're bad motherfuckers You're a bad motherfucker
Writer(s): Timothy Metcalfe, Flynn Francis, Robbie Williams, Christopher Heath Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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