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Mr. Pitiful - Matt Costa
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matt Costa
Matt Costa
Vocals
Mitchell Townsend
Mitchell Townsend
Electric Guitar
Adam Merrin
Adam Merrin
Keyboards
Jacob Sahagen
Jacob Sahagen
Keyboards
James Fletcher
James Fletcher
Drums
Bob Thomson
Bob Thomson
Bass Guitar
Dwight Kennedy
Dwight Kennedy
Woodwinds
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Costa
Matt Costa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Dumont
Tom Dumont
Producer
Cameron Webb
Cameron Webb
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Oh Mr. Pit, oh Mr. Pit, Mr. Pitiful Who let you down? Who let you down? Who let you down? You still don't believe, you don't believe You don't believe, and your grievances show When your soapbox unfolds But please come down from that cloud you're sitting on I don't expect you to admit that you were wrong I just want to know how you've been It don't make me feel bad that we're still friends Mulling it all over in my head I hope that you see through your picket I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence To make amends And still be friends, still be my friend So where did you go? Where did you go? Where did you go while I was out? While I was out? While I was out? Well I don't believe, I don't believe I don't believe everything I see And if you don't like the movie then quit acting But please come down from that cloud you're sitting on I don't expect you to admit that you were wrong I just want to know how you've been It don't make me feel bad that we're still friends Mulling it all over in my head I hope that you see through your picket I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence To make amends And still be friends, still be friends Still be my friend
Writer(s): Otis Redding, Stephen Lee Cropper Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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