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Everything Is Recorded – Washed Up On The Shore feat. Obongjayar and Warren Ellis
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Everything Is Recorded
Everything Is Recorded
Künstler:in
Warren Ellis
Warren Ellis
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Richard Russell
Richard Russell
Programmierung
Steven Umoh
Steven Umoh
Stimme und Gesang
John Foyle
John Foyle
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Obongjayar
Obongjayar
Komponist:in
Warren Ellis
Warren Ellis
Komponist:in
Richard Russell
Richard Russell
Komponist:in
Steven Umoh
Steven Umoh
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Richard Russell
Richard Russell
Produzent:in
John Foyle
John Foyle
Mischtechniker:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
This is war
You had enough
This make you so shook that you soil your drawers
You knew how to run
We're taking it all
I'm weak all you cowards
Got nothing to say shut your mouth
We'll fucking have fun at your communist country
That's word to Hawaii let's make this shit out
And this is the house
And nobody pushing us out
Now my brother let me come
Cops they inquire so fuck you
Middle fingers everywhere
Anyone can get it, plenty to share
There's gold on those birds
There's gold on those boats
You shooting us down
Don't want us to float
There's gold on those boys
There's gold washed up on the shore
There's gold washed up on the shore
Gold washed up on the shore
Those cameras don't capture it all
And 40 characters ain't doing enough
So fuck what you heard
We're bringing the doors to the dirt
[Verse 2]
You see us with hands in your purse
We squeezing that teet 'til it ruptures and bursts
I'll guzzle that shit while I grab on my nuts
I'm from a country called earth
[Verse 3]
Gold washed up on the shore
Gold washed up on the shore
Gold washed up on the shore
Gold washed up on the shore
Gold washed up on the shore
Gold washed up on the shore
Gold washed up on the shore
Gold washed up on the shore
Ugh
[Verse 4]
You see us with hands in your purse
We squeezing that teet 'til it ruptures and bursts
I'll guzzle that shit while I grab on my nuts
I'm from a country called earth
Written by: Richard Russell, Steven Umoh, Warren Ellis
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