Music Video

Jackie and Wilson (Live in America - Spring/Summer 2015)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hozier
Hozier
Vocals
Mia Fitzgerald
Mia Fitzgerald
Background Vocals
Alana Henderson
Alana Henderson
Cello
Alex Ryan
Alex Ryan
Bass Guitar
Rory Doyle
Rory Doyle
Drums
Lorraine Barnes
Lorraine Barnes
Background Vocals
Rachel Lampa
Rachel Lampa
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hozier
Hozier
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hozier
Hozier
Producer
Gavin Muddiman
Gavin Muddiman
Engineer
James Darkin
James Darkin
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes
No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight
So deep in the swill with the most familiar of swine
Reasons wretched and divine
[Verse 2]
She blows out of nowhere, a Roman candle of the wild
Laughing her way through my feeble disguise
No better version of me I would rather be tonight
Lord, she's found me just in time
[PreChorus]
'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done
I need to be youthfully felt 'cause God, I never felt young
[Chorus]
She's gonna save me, call me baby, run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily, but better yet, she wouldn't care
We'll steal a Lexus, be detectives, ride 'round picking up clues
We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, raise 'em on rhythm and blues
[Verse 3]
Lord, it'd be great to find a place we could escape some time
Me and my Isis growing black irises in the sunshine
Every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
We'd sit back and watch the world go by
[PreChorus]
Happy to lie back, watch it burn and rust
We tried the world, good God, it wasn't for us
[Chorus]
She's gonna save me, call me baby, run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily, better yet, she wouldn't care
We'll steal a Lexus, be detectives, ride 'round picking up clues
We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, raise 'em on rhythm and blues
[Verse 4]
Cut clean from the dream that night let my mind reset
Looking up from a cigarette and she's already left
Start digging up the yard for what's left of me in our little vignette
Whatever poor soul is coming next
[Chorus]
She's gonna save me, call me baby, run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily, better yet, she wouldn't care
We'll steal a Lexus, be detectives, ride 'round picking up clues
We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, raise 'em on rhythm and blues
Written by: Hozier
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