Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Attica Riots
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Erickson
Composer
Bobby Desjarlais
Composer
Anders Erickson
Composer
Dave Erickson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Waters
Engineer
Kyle Erickson
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
You've been going on
For quite sometime
What's the matter now?
Oh, oh, oh
What's the matter now?
Oh, oh, oh
Your train of thought
Has got you down
What's the matter now?
Oh, oh, oh
What's the matter now?
Oh, oh, oh
My dearest friend
Could you admit to yourself
(You've just been alright)
My dearest friend
Please admit to yourself
(You've just been alright)
And it's simply not good enough
You've been lying down
For far too long
Can you feel better now?
Oh, oh oh
Can you feel better now?
Oh, oh oh
I'll do it all
I'll do so damn much
Can you feel better now?
Oh, oh oh
Can you feel better now?
Oh, oh oh
My dearest friend
Could you admit to yourself
(You've just been alright)
My dearest friend
Please admit to yourself
(You've just been alright)
And it's simply not good enough
(You've just been alright)
No it's simply not good enough
Well your beauty is held in my eyes
Don't let your magazine pages lie
(You got it all, you got it all, you got it all, you got it all)
'Cause your beauty is held in my eyes
Don't let your little television lie
(You got it all, you got it all, you got it all, you got it all)
My dearest friend
Could you admit to yourself
(You've just been alright)
My dearest friend
Please admit to yourself
(You've just been alright)
And it's simply not good enough
(You've just been alright)
No it's simply not good enough
(You've just been alright)
No it's never good enough
Well I know
It's gonna take some time
But If you fix yours
Yeah then I'll fix mine
Well I know
It's gonna take some time
But If you fix yours
Yeah then I'll fix mine
It's going to my head
She said she wants another drink
The pretty little thing
She said she'll meet me at the sink
She's cutting off her nose
Just to spite her little face
'Cause the problems that she's facing
Are just too much to take
It's going to my head
She said she wants another drink
The pretty little thing
She said she'll meet me at the sink
She's cutting off her nose
Just to spite her little face
'Cause the problems that she's facing
Are just too much to take
Ten nine, eight seven, six five, four three, two one, zero
Where does that get you?
That gets you nowhere
Let's get back to one and have ourselves a little bit of fun
Shall we?
Writer(s): Dave Erickson, Bobby Desjarlais, Anders Erickson, Kyle Erickson
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