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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Something Corporate
Something Corporate
Performer
Andrew McMahon
Andrew McMahon
Piano
Brian Ireland
Brian Ireland
Drums
Joshua Partington
Joshua Partington
Guitar
William Tell
William Tell
Guitar
PJ Smith
PJ Smith
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew McMahon
Andrew McMahon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jim Wirt
Jim Wirt
Producer
Alan Sanderson
Alan Sanderson
Studio Personnel
C.J. Eiriksson
C.J. Eiriksson
Studio Personnel
Joel Ausbrooks
Joel Ausbrooks
Studio Personnel
Mike Fraser
Mike Fraser
Studio Personnel
PJ Smith
PJ Smith
Studio Personnel
Patrick Shevelin
Patrick Shevelin
Studio Personnel
Robert Read
Robert Read
Studio Personnel
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Studio Personnel
Steve Churchyard
Steve Churchyard
Studio Personnel
Tom Lord-Alge
Tom Lord-Alge
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

Staring into the intersection She thinks that she can fly and she might Holding on in a new direction She's gonna try it tonight The closer I get to feeling The further that I'm feeling from alright The more I step into the sun The more I step out of the light Jessica is covered in a blanket On a Sunday porch Thinking of weekends She would party in the city She doesn't have a flame She'd prefer to burn out like a torch If she gets nowhere in life At least she knows she's pretty she said "Hey now, the straw dog's out in the street" Hey now, there's chemicals in the clouds Hey now, they're calling all the police But they won't get to us anyhow The moon is shining now And shadows are what's left of all the noise Simple silhouettes and cut outs As if we had a choice He listens closely now Swears that he can hear a voice That's calling him and saying "Hey now, the straw dog's out in the street" Hey now, there's chemicals in the clouds Hey now, they're calling all the police But they won't get to us anyhow, no What does it take to be a super hero in my world? Make no mistake that these villains always get the girl We can escape and then we'd skate away from all of this But no one ever does But she's saying "Hey now, the straw dog's out in the street" Hey now, there's chemicals in the clouds Hey now, they're calling all the police But they won't get to us No, they'll never get to us Hey now, the straw dog is out in the street Hey now, there's chemicals in the clouds And they're calling all the police But they won't get to us No, I'll never let them get to you No, no, no
Writer(s): Andrew Ross Mcmahon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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