Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Tim Lauer
Клавишные инструменты
Luke Spiller
Вокал
Adam Slack
Электрогитара
Tom Bukovac
Электрогитара
Jed Elliott
Бас-гитара
Gethin Davies
Барабаны
Steve Patrick
Труба
Barry Green
Тромбон
Mark Douthit
Саксофон
Jovan Quallo
Саксофон
SACCO
Программирование
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Luke Spiller
Автор песен
Adam Slack
Автор песен
Jayson Dezuzio
Автор песен
Nolan Sipe
Автор песен
Tim Lauer
Аранжировщик валторн
The Struts
Аранжировщик
Tom Bukovac
Аранжировщик
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
The Struts
Продюсер
Julian Raymond
Продюсер
Scott Borchetta
Исполнительный продюсер
Howard Willing
Инженер звукозаписи
Trenton Woodman
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Louis Remenapp
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Lars Fox
Инженер обработки
Chris Lord-Alge
Миксинг-инженер
Brian Judd
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Adam Chagnon
Дополнительный инженер
Ted Jensen
Мастеринг-инженер
Eric Borash
Техник гитары
Paul Simmons
Техник барабанов
Слова
Oh, yeah
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Designer suits, Gucci Gloves, Chelsea boots
All my demons are cocaine fueled, electric cool
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Sugar tooth, caramel, silky smooth
Diving into Clase Azul swimming pools
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
A sex so good, make the neighbors smoke a cigarette
But I'm still bored to death
Think I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
But I'm wearing it well
I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
Oh, I'm ringing the bell
I run a hotel without any beds
Run a catwalk without any threads
Driving myself right into the storm
Burning my cash to keep myself warm
Staying at the party when everyone's left
What a good life, I'm living my best
I'm still bored to death
Think I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
But I'm wearing it well
I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
Oh, I'm ringing the bell
It's a little too easy, getting harder to please me
I know you're starving to feed me
You know that you need me
I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
(Oh, yeah) too
Think I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
But baby, I'm wearing it well
I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
Oh, I'm ringing the bell
It's a little too easy, getting harder to please me
I know you're starving to feed me
You know that you need me
I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
Oh, yeah, too good
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
(Whoo, whoo, whoo) aw, come on, man, you know what I'm sayin'?
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
(Whoo, whoo, whoo) turn around, show me somethin' stupid
Yeah, oh, oh
Yeah
Well, you know what we say
We say
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Whoo, whoo, whoo, hey
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
(Whoo, whoo, whoo)
Ah, we are, babe
Writer(s): Nolan Sipe, Luke Spiller, Adam Slack, Jayson Dezuzio
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