Listen to Talkative Town by Custard

Talkative Town

Custard

Alternative

15 Shazams

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Custard
Custard
Performer
Glenn Thompson
Glenn Thompson
Vocals
Nellie Pollard-Wharton
Nellie Pollard-Wharton
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Glenn Thompson
Glenn Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Custard
Custard
Producer
Glenn Thompson
Glenn Thompson
Mixing Engineer
JJ Golden
JJ Golden
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You're welcome to my home Discard your shoes and phone We live up in the trees Or where they used to be Uh-huh, uh-huh, I like to dance around To almost any sound I think there's a more equitable system I don't think it's called capitalism Jesus gets wealthy by avoiding his tax And rising up to power on alternative facts And my cash is gone like the money from the mint I buy all my stuff with my digital thumbprint I work things out just-a walking around People keep-a talking, it's a talkative town And in the evening With arranged heaps of things Party arrives at 12 Craftwork will ring the bell Woah-oh-oh, I like to dance around To almost any sound When I'm stuck somewhere, I like to fashion a new kit I cop the blame, I like to plead that I'm guilty My DNA's a secret 'cause I've rested my cause There's voices downstairs every night after dark A fiscal rage of patriotism See yourself in the solar system The satellite cameras are still looking down People keep-a talking, it's a talkative town I think there's a more equitable system (yeah, yeah) I don't think it's called capitalism (Oh, woah, oh) Jesus gets wealthy by avoiding his tax (avoiding his tax) Rising up to power on alternative facts (alternative facts) And my cash is gone like the money from the mint (who knew?) I buy all my stuff with my digital thumbprint (digital thumbprint) I work things out just-a walking around (walking around) People keep-a talking, it's a talkative town When I'm stuck somewhere, I like to fashion a new kit (ohh) I cop the blame, I like to plead that I'm guilty (that I'm guilty) My DNA's a secret 'cause I've rested my cause (I'm guilty) There's voices downstairs every night after dark (ooh, every night after dark) A fiscal rage of patriotism (oh, no, yeah) See yourself in the solar system (yeah, yeah) The satellite cameras are still looking down (yeah, yeah) People keep-a talking, it's a talkative town (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
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