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Noga Erez - VANDALIST (VISUALIZER)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noga Erez
Noga Erez
Vocals
Ori Rousso
Ori Rousso
Background Vocals
Hadar Tsach
Hadar Tsach
Background Vocals
Liri Rousso Katz
Liri Rousso Katz
Background Vocals
Bar Filipowicz
Bar Filipowicz
Bass
Dor Samoha
Dor Samoha
Bass
Avner Kelmer
Avner Kelmer
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noga Erez
Noga Erez
Songwriter
Jimmy Seals
Jimmy Seals
Songwriter
Justin Raisen
Justin Raisen
Songwriter
Ori Rousso
Ori Rousso
Songwriter
Trevor Smith
Trevor Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noga Erez
Noga Erez
Producer
Justin Raisen
Justin Raisen
Producer
Ori Rousso
Ori Rousso
Producer
Eli Heisler
Eli Heisler
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ruby Smith
Ruby Smith
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Rob Kinelski
Rob Kinelski
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ladies, gentlemen "Vandalist" is a tremendous word such as It's my pleasure to present, the vandalist I sleep with one eye open, my shoes always on Ladies, gentlemen, you really got me looking mad I dream to be the joker, my smile is a scar Ladies, gentlemen, you really got me looking mad (uh) Oops, you cut me up like a Pac-Man (what?) Back up, I come back like a Batman (Bat) Mic check, I'm a scoop for the madman Ladies and gentlemen, you got me lookin' mad Oops, I forgot a line in your article (I) Click on the clickbait, I go viral (I) Coming up with the bots and the psychos Ladies and gentlemen (you got me) I'm only here for benefits Yeah, all my friends are counterfeits My bills are paid, I'm down for it Just tell me who you want to hit My hit list won't be getting long As long as I can sing this song I wrote you in just for the twist I'm done, lock your door (Ah-ha) coming like a vandalist (Ah-ha) they say, "You better handle this" (ah) They don't want to know where all their Nike's are from (swish) (Ah-ha) coming like a vandalist (Ah-ha) but they don't want a hand in this (ah) They don't want to know where all the bodies have gone Busta, busta, bust (ooh) Oops, I'm in a critical mental (what?) Pop-pop, I pop pills like a menthol (menth') Jackpot, there's a price on my head now So I sleep with one eye open My heart is always broken (ah) My shoes are always walking I see them aiming, "Go for the pan shot" I'm only here for benefits Yeah, all my friends are counterfeits My bills are paid, I'm down for it Just tell me who you want to hit My hit list won't be getting long As long as I can sing this song I wrote you in just for the twist I'm done, lock your door (Ah-ha) coming like a vandalist (Ah-ha) they say, "You better handle this" (ah) They don't want to know where all their Nike's are from (la, la, la, swish) (Ah-ha) coming like a vandalist (Ah-ha) but they don't want a hand in this (ah) They don't want to know where all the bodies have gone (yeah) "Vandalist" is a tremendous word, such as It's my pleasure (the vandalist), to present Oops, you think you won, but I still made you sing along, huh, huh Oops, you think you won, but I still made you sing along (the vandalist) Oops, you think you won, but I still made you sing along, ah (hey) Oops, you think you won, but I still made you sing along, ha Oops, you think you won, but I still made you sing along, oh Oops, you think you won, but I still made you sing along, ah Oops, you think you won, but I still made you sing along, ha Pop-pop Pop-pop (go home, I'm working) Pop-pop Pop-pop (I'm done) Pop-pop (done with a van-vandalist) Pop-pop (I think I need a therapist) Pop-pop (so I can better handle this) Pop-pop
Writer(s): Jimmy Seals, Trevor Smith, Justin Raisen, Ori Rousso, Noga Erez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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