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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ezra Koenig
Ezra Koenig
Leadgesang
Rostam
Rostam
Klavier
Chris Tomson
Chris Tomson
Schlagzeug
Baio
Baio
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
David Gates
David Gates
Songwriter:in
Ezra Koenig
Ezra Koenig
Songwriter:in
Rostam
Rostam
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Rostam
Rostam
Produzent:in
Angelo Vasquez
Angelo Vasquez
Ingenieur:in
Ariel Rechtshaid
Ariel Rechtshaid
Produzent:in
Dave Schiffman
Dave Schiffman
Ingenieur:in
Fernando Lodeiro
Fernando Lodeiro
Ingenieur:in
Hans Crump
Hans Crump
Ingenieur:in
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Justin Gerrish
Justin Gerrish
Ingenieur:in
Nick Rowe
Nick Rowe
Ingenieur:in
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Kasych
Chris Kasych
Ingenieur:in
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Eric Isip
Eric Isip
Ingenieurassistent:in
Michael Harris
Michael Harris
Ingenieur:in

Songtexte

Every time I see you in the world You always step to my girl Back, back, way back, I used to front like Angkor Wat Mechanicsburg, Anchorage, and Dar es-Salaam While home in New York was champagne and disco Tapes from L.A. slash San Francisco But actually Oakland and not Alameda Your girl was in Berkeley with her communist reader Mine was entombed within boombox and walkman I was a hoarder but girl that was back then The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out What you on about? I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house Such a modest mouse I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone Every time I see you in the world You always step to my girl Ancestors told me that their girl was better She's richer than Croesus, she's tougher than leather I just ignored all the tales of a past life Stale conversation deserves but a bread knife And punks who would laugh when they saw us together Well they didn't know how to dress for the weather I can still see them there, huddled on Astor Snow falling slow to the sound of the master The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out What you on about? I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house Such a modest mouse I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone Wisdom's a gift, but you'd trade it for youth Age is an honor, it's still not the truth We saw the stars when they hid from the world You cursed the sun when it stepped to your girl Maybe she's gone, and I can't resurrect her The truth is she doesn't need me to protect her We know the true death, the true way of all flesh Everyone's dying, but girl you're not old yet The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out What you on about? I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house Such a modest mouse I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone Gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out What you on about? I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house Such a modest mouse I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone Every time I see you in the world You always step to my girl
Writer(s): Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig, David A. Gates Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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