Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Angelo Petraglia
Angelo Petraglia
Electric Guitar
Dan Auerbach
Dan Auerbach
Guitar
Patrick Carney
Patrick Carney
Drums
Andy Gabbard
Andy Gabbard
Background Vocals
Sam Bacco
Sam Bacco
Tambourine
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Ray Jacildo
Ray Jacildo
Harpsichord
Lil Noid
Lil Noid
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angelo Petraglia
Angelo Petraglia
Songwriter
Dan Auerbach
Dan Auerbach
Songwriter
Patrick Carney
Patrick Carney
Songwriter
Derrick Harris
Derrick Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Black Keys
The Black Keys
Producer
Matt Wolach
Matt Wolach
Assistant Mixing Engineer
M. Allen Parker
M. Allen Parker
Recording Engineer
Caleb Vanbuskirk
Caleb Vanbuskirk
Additional Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Jonny Ullman
Jonny Ullman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
McKinley James
McKinley James
Assistant Recording Engineer
Will Borza
Will Borza
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

They turn the day into night They're rollin' down the avenue, like shadows in the light They got that big black ragtop down Getting wasted racing through the heart of this town Candy and her friends Rollin' down eighth avenue Red Mercedes-Benz They got an attitude Candy and her friends Always one-upping you Here we go again Candy and her friends She gets a kick spinning out She's always crossing the line, runnin' off her mouth She'll take a hit and pass it on (on and on) 'Round and 'round, 'til all that shit is gonе Candy and her friends Rollin' down eighth avеnue Red Mercedes-Benz They got an attitude Candy and her friends Always one-upping you Here we go again Candy and her friends Yeah, uh-huh Yeah (oh, Lord) Know that I said that I'm listenin', but not listenin'? If you listenin' Hey (oh, Lord) Well, well, well Bet if I said it, I made it all lies (lies) Bet if I cooked it, I made it all rise (rise) Can I get the truth, I mean without the lies? (Lies) I wanna get to know you, I mean with no disguise I see the pain in your heart, and deceit in your eyes (eyes) I was stuck on your vibe, but then I realized See, you got a passion for being photogenic ('genic) And you pull on my soul, like I've been apprehended (away) Adrenaline high, I feel short-winded Takin' caution with you is highly recommended (it is) If you got the answer, please, somebody send it (send it) Suicidal love, please, somebody end it (please) Time to rake up my leaves and water all my seeds (seeds) Roll on my sleeves and get all of my deeds (deeds) The balance of power got me pushin' to leave (leave) My current is flowin', like I'm pushin' the feed (feed) I felt like a fan, 'cause I'm pushin' the breeze (breeze) In high demand, 'cause I'm always pushin', believe Yeah (oh, Lord) Ah
Writer(s): Angelo Petraglia, Dan Auerbach, Patrick Carney, Derrick Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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