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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Florence Welch
Lead Vocals
Jack Antonoff
Programming
Leo Abrahams
Guitar
Mikey Freedom Hart
Piano
David Algernon Bayley
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Florence Welch
Songwriter
David Algernon Bayley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Florence Welch
Producer
Jack Antonoff
Producer
David Wrench
Mixing Engineer
Billy Halliday
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Ben Loveland
Assistant Recording Engineer
Dave Snyder
Assistant Recording Engineer
John Rooney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Laura Sisk
Engineer
Lauren Marquez
Assistant Recording Engineer
Matt Hall
Assistant Recording Engineer
Will Quinnell
Mastering Engineer
Mikey Freedom Hart
Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Mixing Engineer
David Algernon Bayley
Producer
Megan Searl
Assistant Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
When they dressed me and they put me on a plane to Memphis, well
I never got to see Elvis
I just sweated it out in a hotel room
But I think the king would've understood
Why I never made it to Graceland
Bathroom tiles were cool against my head
I pressed my forehead to the floor and prayed for a trapdoor
I've been here many times before
But I've never made it to Graceland
And if I make it to the morning
I should've come with a warning
And if I make it to the stage I'll show you what it means
To be saved
Well, pick me up in New Orleans pinned in a bathroom stall
Pick me up above my body
Press my corpse against the wall
I told the band to leave without me, I'll get the next flight
And I'll see you all with Elvis
If I don't survive the night
If I make it to the morning
I should've come with a warning
And if I make it to the stage I'll show you what it means
To be saved
And after every tour, I swear I'll quit
It's over boys, now this is it
But the call, it always comes
And the songs like children
Begging to be born
But, oh, I guess I got my wish
But anything, anything, anything but this
If I make it to the morning
I should've come with a warning
And if I make it to the stage I'll show you what it means
To be saved
Oh, you know I'm still afraid
I'm still crazy and I'm still scared
But if I make it to the stage I'll show you what it means
To be spared
To be spared
To be spared
To be spared
To be spared
Writer(s): Florence Leontine Mary Welch, David Algernon Bayley
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