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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billy Ficca
Billy Ficca
Drums
Chris Butler
Chris Butler
Guitar
Dan Klayman
Dan Klayman
Keyboards
Mars Williams
Mars Williams
Saxophone
Patty Donahue
Patty Donahue
Lead Vocals
Tracey Wormworth
Tracey Wormworth
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Butler
Chris Butler
Songwriter
Billy Ficca
Billy Ficca
Songwriter
Dan Klayman
Dan Klayman
Songwriter
Tracey Wormworth
Tracey Wormworth
Songwriter
Mars Williams
Mars Williams
Songwriter
Patty Donahue
Patty Donahue
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Butler
Chris Butler
Producer
Michael Frondelli
Michael Frondelli
Co-Producer
Hugh Padgham
Hugh Padgham
Producer
John Luongo
John Luongo
Remix Producer

Lyrics

Tell me, say it again How things are getting better I'll pretend I believe it As long as this foot's on my neck Now what's being taken away? What else am I giving up? (So how do you like your new house?) Shut up, not yet, don't interrupt! Choke on illusion and myth I believe in pistons Trusted malls and movie That's how the bait and the hook Plays one against the other Playing games is my bread and butter, now! (How do you like your new house? How do you like your new job?) You say you never got 'em? No kidding, me neither (So what do you think of that new car? What do you think of those new clothes?) Come on, tell me, no one's listening How you thought there'd always be plenty Of bread and butter Held back, biting my tongue With great expectations I learned your language Now I know how to curse Threats that keep me in line Lie or lose my bread and butter (So how do you like your new house?) Wait a minute, I'm almost finished! Can't drug or dance it away Can't get away from it all Guess what? I'm it As the world winds down And I slam into limits Frozen in and frozen out of my Bread and butter (How do you like your new house? How do you like your new job?) You say you never got 'em? No kidding, me neither (So what do you think of that new car? What do you think of those new clothes?) Come on, tell me, no one's listening How you thought there'd always be plenty Of bread and butter
Writer(s): Marc Williams, Chris Butler, Daniel Klayman, Patricia Jean Donahue, William Joseph Ficca, Tracy Wormworth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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