Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Concrete Club
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kallum Delf
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Luke Owens
Produzent:in
Lyrics
What wisdom could you give now?
I've seen how it all works out
With a subtle bride chasing down another prize
And a kid that just might explode
It's the second kind catching on your jealous side
Wake up and you've got old now
Haven't you, son?
Yeah, haven't you, son?
Well, haven't you, son?
Oh, haven't you, son?
Spend most of our lives living paycheck to paycheck
Boiled by the wasting sun
Spending our time living paycheck to paycheck
Pressure's weighing half a ton
You're not fun anymore
You're not fun anymore
You're not fun anymore
You're not fun
What future should we grip now?
Seems like we're all falling down
Well, you could try and cry
Acting like you'll never die
Thinking what happened to my home
But as the sudden fear
Enters in your atmosphere
Someone's always gotta man the phone now
Haven't they, son?
Oh, haven't they son?
Yeah, haven't they son?
Oh, haven't they son?
Spend most of our lives living paycheck to paycheck
Boiled by the wasting sun
Spending our time living paycheck to paycheck
Pressure's weighing half a ton
You're not fun anymore
You're not fun anymore
You're not fun anymore
You're not fun
Spent most of our lives living paycheck to paycheck
Boiled by the wasting sun
Spending our time living paycheck to paycheck
Pressure's weighing half a ton
You're not fun anymore
You're not fun anymore
You're not fun anymore
You're not fun
No, no, no
Writer(s): Kallum Delf
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