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Think About It
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Think About It was released on April 21, 2008 by Sub Pop Records as a part of the album Flight of the Conchords
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Release DateApril 21, 2008
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM115

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flight of the Conchords
Flight of the Conchords
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bret McKenzie
Bret McKenzie
Songwriter
Jemaine Clement
Jemaine Clement
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flight of the Conchords
Flight of the Conchords
Producer
Mickey Petralia
Mickey Petralia
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
There's children on the street using guns and knives
They're taking drugs and each other's lives
Killing each other with knives and forks
And calling each other names like 'dork'
[Verse 2]
There's people on the street getting diseases from monkeys
Yeah, that's what I said, they're getting diseases from monkeys
Now there's junkies with monkey disease
Who's touching these monkeys, please
Leave these poor sick monkeys alone
They've got problems enough as it is
[Verse 3]
Man's lying on the street
Some punk's chopped off his head
I'm the only one who stops
To see if he's dead
Turns out, he's dead
[Verse 4]
And that's why I'm singing
What, what is wrong with the world today?
What's wrong with the world today?
What, what is wrong with the world today?
You gotta think about it
Think, think about it
[Verse 5]
Good cops been framed and put into a can
And all the money that we're making is going to the man
What man? Which man? Who's the man?
When's a man a man?
What makes a man a man?
Am I a man?
Yes, technically I am
[Verse 6]
They're turning kids into slaves
Just to make cheaper sneakers
What's the real cost?
'Cause the sneakers don't seem that much cheaper
Why are we still paying so much for sneakers
When you got them made by little slave kids
What are your overheads?
[Verse 7]
At the end of your life, you're lucky if you die
Sometimes, I wonder why we even try
I saw a man lying on the street, half dead
With knives and forks sticking out of his leg, and he said
"Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
Can somebody get the knife and fork out of my leg, please?
Can somebody please remove these cutleries from my knees?"
[Verse 8]
And then we break it down
Yeah, ooh-ooh, these are acapella jams
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Whoa-whoa-ooh
Breaking' it down
Written by: Bret McKenzie, Jemaine Clement
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