Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mayer Hawthorne
Mayer Hawthorne
Keyboards
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Additional Vocals
Quentin Joseph
Quentin Joseph
Drums
Rene Toledo
Rene Toledo
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Cohen
Andrew Cohen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Delbert Bowers
Delbert Bowers
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Hey Ho Hey Ho! Sister's schoolwork is ready I was high as a kite We're gathered round the kitchen table now And we're coming back to life. Rumor spread like a virus Ross' folks house tonight We're making plans across the cable now In the ultraviolet light. Well we're breakin' all the rules Cuz they're getting in the way And we'll never be as young as we are today And they're claiming I'm a fool, But I look the other way They can tell me what to do when I'm old and grey But now the stars are ours tonight We'll worry 'bout tomorrow when the sun starts shining bright, then we'll sleep. In the Chrysler Lebaron White with black velvet seats The trunk is shakin' up the neighborhood As we terrorize the streets. Allan's head's out the window Cigarette in his teeth The neighbors tellin' us to slow it down Shake their heads in disbelief. Well we're breakin' all the rules Cuz they're getting in the way And we'll never be as young as we are today And they're claiming I'm a fool, But I look the other way They can tell me what to do when I'm old and grey But now the stars are ours tonight We'll worry 'bout tomorrow when the sun starts shining bright, then we'll sleep. Hey Ho Hey Ho! Champagne toast to the ceiling Peel the paint off the walls This one is goin' in the history books With the Legends of the Fall. Back in class on Monday Mad high-fives in the hall This one is going in the history books With the Legends of the Fall. Well we're breakin' all the rules Cuz they're getting in the way And we'll never be as young as we are today And they're claiming I'm a fool, But I look the other way They can tell me what to do when I'm old and grey But now the stars are ours tonight We'll worry 'bout tomorrow when the sun starts shining bright, then we'll sleep.
Writer(s): Pharrell Williams, Andrew M Cohen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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