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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matt Myers
Guitar
Katie Toupin
Keyboards
Shane Cody
Drums
Zak Appleby
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Katie Toupin
Songwriter
Matt Myers
Songwriter
Shane Cody
Songwriter
Zak Appleby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Producer
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Vance Powell
Engineer
Lyrics
Hey, that's a trip
Why don't you wait a little bit for the acid to kick in?
Learn to love
That'll come down, it'll spread you so thin
Go and take the millions
Take the derby hats and stick 'em up your ass
I'll take the cheap seats
For my company don't come served inside a glass
Old man in the sea
Doin' what you were born to
Shrapnel in my knee
I can't walk and I don't care to
I met a strange bird
Her legs, they were skinny like a child
She roamed this land
Strong-willed, free, and wild
All the notables and their spying wives
Three hipsters, two merchants, and Kon-Tiki
They saw the black down off in the midnight skies
Man, you should've seen 'em
They were so down in the dumps that evening
Old man in the sea
Doin' what you were born to
Shrapnel in my knee
I can't walk and I don't care to
I'd do it all for you
But I do it for no one
Sing a song for you
But I sing for no one
Writer(s): William Zachary Appleby, Shane Alan Cody, Matthew Glen Myers, Katie Toupin
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