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Pretty Vicious
Pretty Vicious
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Dan Austin
Dan Austin
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Beau Blaise
Beau Blaise
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Matt Glasbey
Matt Glasbey
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Edith Philips
Edith Philips
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Ewan Vickery
Ewan Vickery
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Zoe Rosen
Zoe Rosen
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Brianna Steinitz
Brianna Steinitz
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Janice Soled
Janice Soled
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Brad Griffiths
Brad Griffiths
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Tom McCarthy
Tom McCarthy
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Jarvis Morgan
Jarvis Morgan
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Elliot Jones
Elliot Jones
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Brad Griffiths
Brad Griffiths
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Tom McCarthy
Tom McCarthy
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Jarvis Morgan
Jarvis Morgan
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Elliot Jones
Elliot Jones
Композитор
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Dan Austin
Dan Austin
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Beau Blaise
Beau Blaise
Инженер звукозаписи
Matt Glasbey
Matt Glasbey
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Edith Philips
Edith Philips
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Ewan Vickery
Ewan Vickery
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Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
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Brian Judd
Brian Judd
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Adam Chagnon
Adam Chagnon
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Lars Fox
Lars Fox
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Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
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Zoe Rosen
Zoe Rosen
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Don't Don't let 'em in your skin You beat yourself to death just to be here No Don't ever let 'em win You sacrificed too much To take your foot from off the clutch Don't slow it down, you speed it up We're movin' Don't Don't let 'em in your skin You beat yourself to death just to be here Oh this planet's rust Our planet's a playground to some They have bombs, we got love We have dreams, they have guns They're losing! 'Cause we don't get cash when we get paid We got a happy life and health instead The rebels yell, the rebels say "The TV's lie, and the radio's fake!" And all we want's a All we want's a taste Don't Don't let 'em in your skin You beat yourself to death just to be here Oh our lives entwine We share the same place and time This is beauty, it's life It's your duty, your right To go and do it 'Cause we don't get cash when we get paid We got a happy life and health instead The rebels yell, the rebels say "The TV's lie, and the radio's fake!" And all we want's a All we want's a taste Of something worthwhile Of something worthwhile Of something worthwhile 'Cause we don't get cash when we get paid We got a happy life and health instead The rebels yell, the rebels say "The TV's lie, and the radio's fake!" And all we want's a All we want's a taste Of something worthwhile Of something worthwhile Of something worthwhile
Writer(s): Elliot Jones, Brad Griffiths, Thomas Mccarthy, Jarvis Morgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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