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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Everything Everything
Performer
Jonathan Higgs
Vocals
Alexander Robertshaw
Guitar
Jeremy Pritchard
Bass
Michael Spearman
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Higgs
Songwriter
Jeremy Pritchard
Songwriter
Michael Spearman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Kaines
Producer
Tom Fuller
Recording Engineer
Martin King
Recording Engineer
Cenzo Townshend
Recording Engineer
Frank Arkwright
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
You'll never be a famous dude
I hate to break it to you, but it's true
Vainglorious, your tower reeks of concrete
Like a forcemeat battered zoo
Beep, beep, I don't wanna beep
I ate that bullet like it was a vitamin
Three sheets to the wind
Don't give your enemies anything
Gone, gone, littlefoot is gone
Those dino children making you hysterical
We know what you are (hey)
Ah, you are running on the dagger's edge
Ah, you are running on the dagger's edge
I'm making so much money
I could kill you, just to bill you for my time
I turn my body inside out when I think
So I don't think anything
Beep, beep, I don't wanna beep
I ate that bullet like it was a vitamin
Three sheets to the wind
Don't give your enemies anything
Gone, gone, littlefoot is gone
Those dino children making you hysterical
We know what you are (hey)
Ah, you are running on the dagger's edge
(And we're living on a ball of iron)
Ah, you are running on the dagger's edge
(And we're living on a ball of iron)
Ah, you are running on the dagger's edge
Ah, you are running on the dagger's edge (and we're living on a ball of iron)
Your life is not the one you ordered
The customer is always right
The chanting of the rancid hellkite hoot is
Filling up your toad-crossed mind
The need to reconnect with nature
A ground-up horse and turkey lie
The growling of your stomach's eldritch heart
Is spilling into waking life
We've all become tomorrow's bacon
It's spilling into waking life
We've all become tomorrow's bacon
The customer is always right
We've all become tomorrow's bacon
It's filling up your toad-crossed mind
We've all become tomorrow's bacon
It's a ground-up horse and turkey lie
Writer(s): Alexander Kaines Robertshaw, Jeremy Pritchard, Jonathan Joseph Higgs, Michael David Spearman
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