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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Modest Mouse
Modest Mouse
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Composer
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Composer
Jeremiah Green
Jeremiah Green
Composer
Johnny Marr
Johnny Marr
Composer
Tom Peloso
Tom Peloso
Composer
Joe Plummer
Joe Plummer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dennis Herring
Dennis Herring
Producer

Lyrics

(Ha-ha-ha, I know, I love this shit) Well?! Well?! Well?! (Oy, you're a fuckin' punk, ha-ha) Well We spun like birds on fire right down towards the residents, and I I took all that I desired, even crooks have to pay the rent A-we swam like rats on fire right, right down the reservoir We took all that we could carry, but we tried to carry more And you know, and you know, you know it all went wrong And you know, and you know, you know it was all wrong We choked on straight tap water, well, I'm going to have to try the real thing, ah I took your laugh by the collar and it knew not to swing Any time I tried an honest job, well, the till had a hole in it, ha-ha We laughed 'bout payin' rent, 'cause the county jails, they're free And you know, you know, you know it was all wrong And you know, you know, you know it was all wrong, ohh! Deep water, deep water, senseless denial I went down like a rag doll, rage of a child Well, deep water, deep water, senseless denial I went down like a rag doll, rage of a child Well, oh, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again I said, "It looks like it's time to use my feet again" Well, I just spent my last one hundred dollars God, I'll pay my bail again, no, no, that's Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, I don't care Huh, huh, huh, huh, hah, hah, I just don't care Deep water, deep water, senseless denial I went down like a rag doll kicked by child Deep water, deep water, senseless denial I went down like a bird dog race had made tired, well King Rat has me on his list again, and can never be my own fence again Well, I found out his soul, well, it opened like an organ and he talk, talk, talk, talk again, well Honest, even when I cheated them, but I could, I owed them my heart, well Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again Deep water, deep water, deep, senseless denial I got fed like a fist full of open smiles, ah, well Dew water, deep water, oh, senseless denial I got fed a fist by that con fuck "styles" I said, "Well, well, what do you have to say for yourself?" I said, "Well, well? Well?" I said "Well, well, well, well, well?" Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again I hardly knew I should use my feet again (What do you have to say for yourself?) (What do you have to say for yourself?)
Writer(s): Johnny Marr, Joseph Plummer, Thomas Peloso, Jeremiah Martyn Green, Isaac Brock, Eric Scott Judy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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