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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Matt Shultz
Matt Shultz
Ведущий вокал
Daniel Tichenor
Daniel Tichenor
Бас-гитара
Brad Shultz
Brad Shultz
Ритм-гитара
Jared Champion
Jared Champion
Барабаны
Lincoln Parish
Lincoln Parish
Солирующая гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Matt Shultz
Matt Shultz
Автор песен
Daniel Tichenor
Daniel Tichenor
Автор песен
Brad Shultz
Brad Shultz
Автор песен
Jared Champion
Jared Champion
Автор песен
Lincoln Parish
Lincoln Parish
Автор песен
Joseph Allen Stratton
Joseph Allen Stratton
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Продюсер
Jason Hall
Jason Hall
Инженер
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Мастеринг-инженер
Shabs Jobanputra
Shabs Jobanputra
Исполнительный продюсер
Richard Williams
Richard Williams
Исполнительный продюсер

Слова

They say that we ain't got the style, we ain't got the class We ain't got the tunes that's gonna put us on the map And I'm a phony in disguise, trying to make the radio I'm an antisocial anarchist who sound like so and so They say I'm just a stupid kid, another crazy radical Rock 'n roll is dead, I probably should have stayed at school Another Generation X who somehow slipped up through the cracks Oh, they'd love to see me fall, but I'm already on my back So it goes in one ear and right out the other People talking shit, but you know I never bother It goes in one ear and right out the other People talking shit, they can kiss the back of my hand Now I know I'm not a saint, I've been a sinner all my life I ain't tryin' to hide my flaws, I'd rather keep them in the light They want to criticize, scrutinize, cast another stone Burn me at the stake and sit and watch it from their throne They say the devil is my pal, I do a lot of drugs The crowd will only like me if they're really fucking drunk They think they know my thoughts, but they don't know the least If they'd listen to the words they'd find a message tucked beneath But it goes in one ear and right out the other People talking shit even though they never bother It goes in one ear and right out the other People talking shit, they can kiss the back of my hand You hear that, you hear what's coming Oh, you better run for the hills 'Cause we're coming to your town And we're gonna burn that motherfucker down Here's the moral to the story, we don't do it for the glory We don't do it for the money, we don't do it for the fame So all the critics who despise us, go ahead and criticize us It's your tyranny that drives us, adds the fire to our flames And it goes in one ear and right out the other People talking shit but you know I never bother It goes in one ear and right out the other I'm only playing music 'cause you know I fucking love it It goes in one ear and right out the other People talking shit but you know I never bother It goes in one ear and right out the other People talking shit, they can kiss the back of my hand
Writer(s): Jared Champion, Lincoln Parish, Brad Shultz, Matt Shultz, Daniel Tichenor, Joseph Stratton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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