Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Walking On Cars
Performer
Jack Ruston
Programming
Patrick Sheehy
Vocals
Sorcha Durham
Keyboards
Dan Devane
Background Vocals
Paul Flannery
Bass Guitar
Evan Hadnett
Drums
Tim Bran
Programming
Roy Kerr
Programming
Ben Moriarty
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sorcha Durham
Composer
Dan Devane
Composer
Paul Flannery
Composer
Evan Hadnett
Composer
Pa Sheehy
Composer
Ben Moriarty
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MyRiot
Producer
Jack Ruston
Recording Engineer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
Geoff Swan
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
They left the circus and they bought you expensive suits
And every evening, we'd watched them on the news
It's that time the year again and you know I'd love to buy you something
But you know that I've got nothing, you know that I've got nothing
Please I've had enough
Please I've had enough
In circles, I'm turning
From this world I'm burning
Tell me what happens after this
Somedays I'm flying high, I'm falling low
Somedays I'm made of gold, I'm made of stone
Somedays I'm flying high, I'm falling low
Somedays I'm made of gold, I'm made of stone
I promised you better, but this is all I have
You say it's okay and you take me as I am
It's that time the year again and you know I'd love to buy you something
But you know that I've got nothing, you know that I've got nothing
Please I've had enough
Please I've had enough
In circles, I'm turning
From this world I'm burning
Tell me what happens after this
Somedays I'm flying high, I'm falling low
Somedays I'm made of gold, I'm made of stone
Somedays I'm flying high, I'm falling low
Somedays I'm made of gold, I'm made of stone
It's that time the year again and you know I'd love to buy you something
But you know that I've got nothing, you know that I've got nothing
It's that time the year again and you know I'd love to buy you something
But you know that I've got nothing, you know that I've got nothing
Please I've had enough
Please I've had enough
In circles, I'm turning
From this world I'm burning
Tell me what happens after this
Somedays I'm flying high, I'm falling low
Somedays I'm made of gold, I'm made of stone
Somedays I'm flying high, I'm falling low
Somedays I'm made of gold, I'm made of stone
It's that time the year again and you know I'd love to buy you something
But you know that I've got nothing, you know that I've got nothing
It's that time the year again and you know I'd love to buy you something
But you know that I've got nothing, you know that I've got nothing
Writer(s): Evan Hadnett, Sorcha Durham, Patrick Sheehy, Daniel Devane, Paul Flannery
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