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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sheryl Crow
Sheryl Crow
Lead Vocals
Jeff Trott
Jeff Trott
Guitar
Val McCallum
Val McCallum
Guitar
Tim Smith
Tim Smith
Bass Guitar
Gregg Williams
Gregg Williams
Percussion
Dan McCarroll
Dan McCarroll
Drums
Bobby Keys
Bobby Keys
Tenor Saxophone
Kent Smith
Kent Smith
Trumpet
Michael Davis
Michael Davis
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sheryl Crow
Sheryl Crow
Songwriter
Jeff Trott
Jeff Trott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sheryl Crow
Sheryl Crow
Producer
Husky Hoskolds
Husky Hoskolds
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brant Scott
Brant Scott
Assistant Recording Engineer
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
Howard Willing
Howard Willing
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ryan Baesch
Ryan Baesch
Assistant Recording Engineer
Trina Shoemaker
Trina Shoemaker
Recording Engineer
Steve Sisco
Steve Sisco
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey, let's party, let's get down
Let's turn the radio on
This is the meltdown
Get out the camera, take a picture
The drag queens and the freaks are all out on the town
And Cowboy Jane's in bed
Nursing a swollen head
[Verse 2]
Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov
Don't like the scene anyhow
I dropped acid on a Saturday night
Just to see what the fuss was about
Now there goes the neighborhood
[Verse 3]
The photo chick made to look sickly
Is standing in her panties in the shower
She plays the guitar in the bathroom
While the police dust her mother's plastic flowers
And Schoolboy John's in jail
Making a killing through the U.S. mail
[Verse 4]
Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov
Don't like the scene anyhow
I dropped acid on a Saturday night
Just to see what the fuss was about
Well, there goes the neighborhood
[Verse 5]
Neighborhood
Now there goes the neighborhood
[Verse 6]
This is the movie of the screenplay of the book
About a girl who meets a junkie
The messenger gets shot down just for carrying the message to a flunky
We can't be certain who the villains are 'cause everyone's so pretty
But the afterparty's sure to be a wing-ding as it moves into your city, oh
[Verse 7]
Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov
Don't like the scene anyhow
I dropped acid on a Saturday night
Just to see what the stink was about
Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov
Don't like the scene anyhow
I dropped acid on a Saturday night
Just to see what the fuss was about
[Verse 8]
Now there goes the neighborhood
Now there goes the neighborhood
Written by: Jeff Trott, Sheryl Crow
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