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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Everyone You Know
Performer
Harvey Thomas Kirkby
Programming
Rhys Kirkby-Cox
Vocals
Henry Counsell
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harvey Thomas Kirkby
Composer
Rhys Kirkby-Cox
Composer
Henry Counsell
Composer
Pablo Bowman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Everyone You Know
Producer
Barny Barnicott
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Tuffy
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Under strobe lights
Flashing after midnight
I've never been this high
Tell me, have you?
Under strobe lights
Raving 'til the sunrise
We ain't saying goodbye
So, this is our tune
We heard them DJs saying
This one ain't for the radio
This one's just for the raving souls
Lads want ladies to take them home
So, this one ain't for the radio
This one's just for the raving souls
Two stepping 'til they lose control
Look, I wanna rave like fire starters
I wanna rave in the finest Pradas
Find your partners, no sayanoras
'Til it all kicks off and thеre's sirens after
I wanna ravе in kickers and wallabees
Kick off with wannabes
Raving in trainers that we can't afford
Get lick up and listen to Prodigy
Honestly, promise me
That we rave like that
'Til DJs tell us that we need to go home
Versace blue jeans, Ralphy Polos
Gucci loafers, pose in photos
I wanna rave like that 'til the sun comes up
But the night don't end
Then that tune comes on and that thing kicks in
You're with your best friends there
Under strobe lights
Flashing after midnight
I've never been this high
Tell me, have you?
Under strobe lights
Raving 'til the sunrise
We ain't saying goodbye
So, this is our tune
We heard them DJs saying
This one ain't for the radio
This one's just for the raving souls
Lads want ladies to take them home
So, this one ain't for the radio
This one's just for the raving souls
Two stepping 'til they lose control
This one ain't for the radio
This one's just for the raving souls
Lads want ladies to take them home
So, this one ain't for the radio
This one's just for the raving souls
Two stepping 'til they lose control
I wanna rave like it's '99 or '95 in Air Max 95
And treat midweek days like Friday nights
So we call in sick to our 9 to 5
I wanna, I wanna rave like my father did
Dance all night, no arguments
Trust me, only take half of this
I said, trust me, only take half of this, alright?
Never stand about, we're all dancers
Brandy stains on your mama's carpets
Moschino shirts and Versace glasses
There's laughter, lighters, lagers afters
I wanna rave like that 'til the sun comes up
But the night don't end
Then that tune comes on and that thing kicks in
You're with your best friends there
This one ain't for the radio
This one's just for the raving souls
Lads want ladies to take them home
So, this one ain't for the radio
This one's just for the raving souls
Two stepping 'til they lose control (lose control)
This one ain't for the radio
This one's just for the raving souls
Lads want ladies to take them home
So, this one ain't for the radio
This one's just for the raving souls
Two stepping 'til they lose control
This one ain't for the radio...
This one ain't for the radio...
This one ain't for the radio...
Writer(s): Pablo Bowman, Harvey Thomas Kirkby, Rhys Kirkby-cox, Henry Aubrey Horton Counsell
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