Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jet
Performer
Chris Cester
Drums
Nic Cester
Vocals
Cameron Thane Muncey
Guitar
Stevie Hesketh
Keyboards
Denyse Buffum
Strings
John Wittenberg
Strings
Michelle Richards
Strings
Steve Richards
Strings
Suzie Katayama
Strings
D. Sardy
Sitar
Mark Wilson
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nic Cester
Songwriter
Chris Cester
Songwriter
Cam Muncey
Songwriter
Jason Falkner
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Brohard
Assistant Engineer
Graham Hope
Assistant Engineer
Jim Monti
Assistant Engineer
Greg Fidelman
Editing Engineer
Greg Gordon
Editing Engineer
Stewart Whitmore
Editing Engineer
Ryan Castle
Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Nicole Harding
Producer
Cameron Barton
Assistant Engineer
D. Sardy
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Got my hands in your pockets, I’ll take what I need
Heavy feet I’ve been walking, ‘cos nothing is free
It’s the end of the day, I don’t hear what you say at all
Got a mouthful of concrete, in every meal
Got a fistful of nothing, because nothing is real
It’s the end of the day I don’t know how to feel at all
Hey man, you gotta understand
I got the world in my two hands
Hey man
I'm never goin’ back, never going back
No shame, blood in my veins
I got one life and it won't change
Hey man
Never going back, never going back
This is what I say
Come on, come on
I don't need anyone
To tell me what to believe
Come on, come on
Shout it out, everyone
You can't tell me what to believe
Now I am a young man, I see cracks in the steel
If they ask you to stand, well, they just want you to kneel
If you don’t know what you want
Then you're just gonna have to take it all
Hey man, you gotta understand
I got the world in my two hands
Hey man
I'm never goin’ back, never going back
Come on, come on
I don't need anyone
To tell me what to believe
Come on, come on
Shout it out everyone
You can't tell me what to believe
People say the rain has come falling down
Everyone was talking
(Talking out the side of their)
People they was talking
(Talking out the side of their)
People they were talking
(Talking out the side of their mouths)
Talking out the side of their mouths
Come on, come on
I don't need anyone
To tell me what to believe
Come on, come on
Shout it out, everyone
You can't tell me what to believe
You can't tell me what to
Tell me what to believe
Written by: Cameron Thane Muncey, Chris Cester, Nic Cester