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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Dominic Fike
Dominic Fike
Stimme und Gesang
Kenny Beats
Kenny Beats
Programmierung
Kid Harpoon
Kid Harpoon
Synthesizer
Ivan Jackson
Ivan Jackson
Horn
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dominic Fike
Dominic Fike
Songwriter:in
Kenneth Blume III
Kenneth Blume III
Songwriter:in
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Songwriter:in
Kid Harpoon
Kid Harpoon
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kenny Beats
Kenny Beats
Produzent:in
Kid Harpoon
Kid Harpoon
Produzent:in
Jeff Gitty
Jeff Gitty
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Brian Rajaratnam
Brian Rajaratnam
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Emi Trevena
Emi Trevena
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Mark Stent
Mark Stent
Mischtechniker:in
Matt Wolach
Matt Wolach
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Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
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Weather controls your day People make up your mind Until you can't even tell When someone gives you a sign But we make the ground our grave by layin' in it We make our problems fade by facin' 'em We make the wind our wings by raisin' your arms At the top of the world, yeah Put 'em on trial (trial) Make 'em dance for it in the courthouse Make a stand for it or it don't count (or it don't count) Be the landlord of the whole town Put 'em on edge Make thе judge jump and hit the two-step (hit thе two-step) And make the jury come up with two guesses (two guesses) And lose interest, then they make up a new sentence Ayy, hell or high water, we cover for you like camouflage And it's not over 'till a fat woman sing hella high (hey) Tap dancin' in my (hey) Until I feel a change in my day to day on a daily basis We make the love that keeps our world spinnin' We make the gods our friends by cursin' em We make the wind our wings by raisin' your arms At the top of the world, yeah Put 'em on trial (trial) Make 'em dance for it in the courthouse (courthouse) Make a stand for it or it don't count (or it don't count) Be the landlord of the whole town Put 'em on edge Make the judge jump and hit the two-step (hit the two-step) And make the jury come up with two guesses (two guesses) And lose interest, then they make up a new sentence Some do plannin', she livin' like a loose cannon Then lose, man, that's so funny, I should do standup I'm rude and a superhero like Bruce Banner But truth is, ain't nothin' that you could do Put 'em on trial Make 'em dance for it in the courthouse (courthouse) Make a stand for it or it don't count (or it don't count) Be the landlord of the whole town Put 'em on edge Make the judge jump and hit the two-step (hit the two-step) And make the jury come up with two guesses (two guesses) And lose interest, then they make up a new sentence Put 'em on trial Make 'em dance for it in the courthouse (In the courthouse) Make 'em dance for it in the courthouse
Writer(s): Thomas Edward Percy Hull, Jeff Gitty, Dominic Fike, Kenneth Charles Blume Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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