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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mikey Way
Bass Guitar
Frank Iero
Rhythm Guitar
Jamie Muhoberac
Keyboards
Gerard Way
Lead Vocals
John J. Miceli
Drums
Raymond Toro
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mikey Way
Songwriter
Frank Iero
Songwriter
Gerard Way
Songwriter
Raymond Toro
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
My Chemical Romance
Producer
Andrew Schubert
Additional Engineer
Brad Townsend
Additional Engineer
Dan Chase
Recording Engineer
Nik Karpen
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Russ Waugh
Assistant Recording Engineer
Steve Rea
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joe Libretti
Drum Technician
Doug McKean
Recording Engineer
Alan "Ace" Bergman
Guitar Technician
R.J. Ronquillo
Guitar Technician
Todd "Youth" Schofield
Guitar Technician
Jamie Muhoberac
Sound Design
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Rob Cavallo
Producer
Keith Armstrong
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Well, are you ready, Ray?
Yeah...
How about you, Frank?
Oh, I'm there, baby
How about you, Mikey?
Fucking ready...
Well, I think I'm alright
1-2-3-4
3-2-1 We came to fuck
Everybody party till the gasman comes
Sparkle like Bowie in the morning sun
And get a parking violation on La Brea till it's done
Hair Back, collar up, jet black, so cool!
Sing it like the kids that are mean to you, c'mon
When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon!)
Play the game and take the band real far (c'mon!)
Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon!)
Pick a fight at an airport bar
The kids don't care if you're all right honey
Pills don't help but it sure is funny
Gimmie gimmie some of that vampire money c'mon!
Hey you look like somebody I used to know
And now 3-2-1 we got the bomb
Everybody hurry till the taxman comes
Glimmer like Bolan in the morning sun
And get your finger on the trigger
Tap the barrel of the a gun
Hair back, motherfucker!
Jet black, so cool
Sing it like the kids that are mean to you (c'mon!)
When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon!)
Play the game and take the band real far (c'mon!)
Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon!)
Pick a fight at an airport bar
The kids don't care if you're all right honey
Pills don't help but it sure is funny
Gimmie gimmie some of that vampire money c'mon!
Fuck yeah
That's right
1-2-3-4
Well 3-2-1 we came to fuck
Everybody party till the gasman comes
Sparkle like Bowie in the morning sun
And get a parking violation on La Brea till it's done
Hair Back, collar up, jet black, so cool!
Sing it like the kids that are mean to you (c'mon!)
When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon!)
Play the game and take the band real far (c'mon!)
Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon!)
Pick a fight at an airport bar
The kids don't care if you're all right honey
Pills don't help but it sure is funny
Gimmie gimmie some of that vampire money c'mon!
C'mon! C'mon! C'mon! C'mon!
On
On
On
On!
This party
I think it's way too loud
Gonna have to turn it down a little, sorry
Writer(s): Frank Iero, Ray Toro, Michael Way, Gerard Way
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