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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Crawford
Bob Crawford
Electric Bass Guitar
Paul Defiglia
Paul Defiglia
Piano
Scott Avett
Scott Avett
Vocals
Tania Elizabeth
Tania Elizabeth
Fiddle
Mike Marsh
Mike Marsh
Drums
Seth Avett
Seth Avett
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Avett
Scott Avett
Songwriter
Timothy Seth Avett
Timothy Seth Avett
Songwriter
Robert William Crawford Jr.
Robert William Crawford Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Producer
Dana Nielsen
Dana Nielsen
Recording Engineer
Jason Lader
Jason Lader
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joshua Smith
Joshua Smith
Assistant Recording Engineer
Eric Lynn
Eric Lynn
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sean Oakley
Sean Oakley
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Dave Covell
Dave Covell
Assistant Mastering Engineer
John Pfiffner
John Pfiffner
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Missy Thangs
Missy Thangs
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Aki Nishimura
Aki Nishimura
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Dave Hanych
Dave Hanych
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Call the Smithsonian, I made a discovery
Life ain't forever, and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart
With or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
[Verse 2]
Get the young scientist, tell him come quick
Must be the first man that's ever seen this
Lines on my face, my teeth are not white
My eyes do not work, and my legs don't move right
[Verse 3]
Call the Smithsonian, I made a discovery
Life ain't forever, and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart
With or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
[Verse 4]
I wonder if Romeo ever got scared
Taken but shaken, unprepared
Under the balcony, under the trees
Fully unknowing of where this would lead
[Verse 5]
What if we marry or give up the ghost?
Or we abandon those we love most?
What if you carry me and lay me down
Once you get used to me bein' around?
[Verse 6]
Call the Smithsonian, I made a discovery
Life ain't forever, and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart
With or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
[Verse 7]
My bedroom's an office, my kitchen's a car
My life is a joke, and my bathroom's a bar
I go there a lot, more than I should
I know I should stop, but it feels too damn good
[Verse 8]
Call the Smithsonian, I made a discovery
Life ain't forever, and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart
With or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
Turns out we don't get to know everything
Written by: Robert William Crawford Jr., Scott Avett, Timothy Seth Avett
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