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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Terrys
Performer
Jacob Finch
Lead Vocals
Lukas Anderson
Electric Guitar
Benjamin Salvatori
Electric Guitar
Cameron Cooper
Drums
Trent Cooper
Electric Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Finch
Songwriter
Lukas Anderson
Songwriter
Benjamin Salvatori
Songwriter
Cameron Cooper
Songwriter
Trent Cooper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Nigro
Producer
Anton Hagop
Mixing Engineer
George Georgiadis
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I'm a soldier in this culture
Fly high vulture till my days over
And I'm not stopping till I'm done
A quitter ain't me, I never backed down once
I do it for the ones who skip their lunch
I do it for the one who sipped on punch
I do it for everyone who lives for fun
So come on darling I know that you're the one
Like oh no look at the odds
It's a ten to one they're a bunch of dogs
Remember when we played hopscotch
In the school yard now we drink them hops
Like oh no look at the odds
It's a ten to one they're a bunch of dogs
Remember when we played hopscotch
In the school yard now we drink them hops
Drink up that poison with the boys
And melt away so we aren't frozen
And you ain't stopping till you drop
A quitter ain't you, no you never stop
I do it for the one who sipped on punch
I do it for the ones who skip their lunch
I do it for everyone who lives for fun
So come on darling I know that you're the one
Like oh no look at the odds
It's a ten to one they're a bunch of dogs
Remember when we played hopscotch
In the school yard now we drink them hops
Like oh no look at the odds
It's a ten to one they're a bunch of dogs
Remember when we played hopscotch
In the school yard now we drink them hops
Remember pop said fair dinkum Jakey boy what's with all that drinking?
You can't piss away your life I don't wanna see you get in that strife
Don't worry bout me Ed I've got my mates
One day the Terrys will be a household name
Don't worry pops I've got my bruvs
And I know that you're watching from above
Like oh no look at the odds
It's a ten to one they're a bunch of dogs
Remember when we played hopscotch
In the school yard now we drink them hops
Like oh no look at the odds
It's a ten to one they're a bunch of dogs
Oh no look at the odds like oh no look at the odds
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Motherfucker just do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Writer(s): Benjamin Salvatori, Cameron Cooper, Jacob Finch, Lukas Anderson, Trent Cooper
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