Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Old 97's
Old 97's
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rhett Miller
Rhett Miller
Composer
Murry Hammond
Murry Hammond
Composer
Ken Bethea
Ken Bethea
Composer
Philip Peeples
Philip Peeples
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Doug Van Sloun
Doug Van Sloun
Mastering Engineer
Tucker Martine
Tucker Martine
Producer

Lyrics

DJ DJ you ain't got no swing None o' what you play don't say a thing About how hard it is to be to be This world is tryin' to kill me Teacher teacher don't give me no grade You got no idea how love gets made This kinda test ain't got no key This world is tryin' to kill me Paper hearts on fishing wire Family home consumed by mysterious fire Your favorite bar don't give a damn about you Your dream job's just a thing you do yeah Doctor doctor you can't make me right Darkness doesn't only come at night These voices never set me free This world is tryin' to kill me Garage door closes while the engine whines Cigarette tracers make infinity signs These folks you know Don't give a damn about you Getting out of bed is just a thing you do yeah DJ DJ dig into your crate Make me want to cry or rollerskate Break me in two break me in three This world is tryin' to kill me This world is tryin' to kill me Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Writer(s): Ken Bethea, Murry Hammond, Philip Peeples, Rhett Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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