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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Just Jack
Just Jack
Programming
Jack Allsopp
Jack Allsopp
Programming
Andrew Wyatt
Andrew Wyatt
Performer
Paul Sayer
Paul Sayer
Guitar
Jay Reynolds
Jay Reynolds
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Just Jack
Just Jack
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Just Jack
Just Jack
Producer
Jack Allsopp
Jack Allsopp
Producer
Andrew Wyatt
Andrew Wyatt
Producer
Jay Reynolds
Jay Reynolds
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I said lo, lo and behold I just wanna know why I'm so cold And I hope I learn before I get old How I can burn when I feel so co, oh, oh, old I've been inside for days Watching curtains as they sway Rain just falling like a blade On me and Mr. Calloway I got one direction home Police tape blocking off half the road Bit fragments of some kid's phone And a white bouquet on a traffic cone And there's the man with four cans of super tea Having heated conversations With those I can't even see And hopefully tomorrow we'll swallow today I said lo, lo and behold I just wanna know why I'm so cold And I hope I learn before I get old How I can burn when I feel so co, oh, oh, old Come and go, the hollow ways Passing the queue for the pharmacy Another little bottle of side effects Another blue pill for your tired sex And this rain it keeps on falling Hollywood stars on the black tarpaulin I swallow, choke and then take it all in All in And there's the man behind the counter in the shop The one the kids take the piss out of And I wish that they would stop But they will not and tomorrow, we'll laugh at today I said lo, lo and behold I just wanna know why I'm so cold And I hope I learn before I get old How I can burn when I feel so co, oh, oh, old
Writer(s): Jack Christopher Allsopp, Andrew Wyatt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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