Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Dead 60's
Percussion
Matt McMannaman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Gordon
Composer
Charlie Turner
Composer
Bryan Johnson
Composer
Matt McMannaman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joseph Feasron
Producer
Scott Carney
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
You don't wanna cross me or try to get in my way
We'll give them back their glossy scheme and end that holiday
The thought of violence a relief the action brings you grief
There's crooked walks on tilting floors
It's been like this for years
All this time I never knew
You're reading from a different page
All this time I never knew
You're reading from a different page
Or just the same page
In a different age
This suits you down to the ground, I bet you've met your goals
We'll counteract the words beyond we keep no track of scores
Caught up in an empty high could you identify
Stories of a conquest only seen in a mind's eye
All this time I never knew
You're reading from a different page
All this time I never knew
You're reading from a different page
Or just the same page
In a different age
Written by: Ben Gordon, Bryan Johnson, Charlie Turner, Matt McMannaman