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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Thatcher
Drums
Mike Kerr
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Thatcher
Songwriter
Mike Kerr
Songwriter
David Murray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Royal Blood
Producer
Tom Dalgety
Producer
John Davis
Mastering Engineer
Joe Jones
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Loose change
Another penny in my pocket again
No shame
Another heart-shaped locket
Choke chain
Worth 24-carats just to hock it again
Like there's nobody home, yeah, there's nobody home
'Cause all that glitters is gold
'Til the glitter gets sold, then your money don't fold
Yeah, your money don't fold
Stuck stood still with your door banging
Shadow through your little hole
Like there's nobody home, yeah, there's nobody home
Teeth clean, 19
Ice queen lookin' on the guillotine
Buckle down on your floor, buckle down on your floor
'Cause all that glitters is gold
'Til your glitter gets sold, then your money don't fold
'Cause all that glitters is gold
'Til your glitter gets sold, then your money don't fold
All that glitters is gold
'Til your glitter gets sold, then your money don't fold
'Cause all that glitters is gold
'Til your glitter gets sold, then your money don't fold
I wanna double my money
So don't act, don't act like there's nobody home
Yeah, quit playin' God on your telephone
I got love in my tummy
About as funny as a broken bone
But there's nobody home, yeah, there's nobody home
'Cause all that glitters is gold
'Til your glitter gets sold, then your money don't fold
'Cause all that glitters is gold
'Til your glitter gets sold, then your money don't fold
'Cause all that glitters is gold
'Til your glitter gets sold, then your money don't fold
'Cause all that glitters is gold
'Til your glitter gets sold, then your money don't fold
Writer(s): Michael James Kerr, Ben Thatcher, David John Murray
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