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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Tragically Hip
The Tragically Hip
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gord Downie
Gord Downie
Composer
Rob Baker
Rob Baker
Composer
Johnny Fay
Johnny Fay
Composer
Paul Langlois
Paul Langlois
Composer
Gord Sinclair
Gord Sinclair
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Smith
Don Smith
Producer

Lyrics

There she blows, Jacques Cousteau
Hear her sing so sweet and low
Lull me overboard, out cold
Gathered in and swallowed whole
Yeah, do I want to with all that charm?
Do I want to twist my arm?
Yeah, do I want to with all that charm?
Do I want to twist my arm?
You just hit me where I live
I guess it looked quite primitive
What was that supposed to prove?
Throw the calf or he'll throw you
Do I want to with all that charm?
Do I want to twist my arm?
Yeah, do I want to with all that charm?
Do I want to twist my arm?
Sucked in by the victim world
Thirsty as a cultured pearl
Culled and wooed, bitten, chewed
It won't hurt if you don't move
Do I want to with all that charm?
Do I want to twist my arm?
Yeah, do I want to with all that charm?
Do I want to twist my arm?
Yeah, musical chairs, double dares, memorized stairs
Shooting off flares, springtime hares, broken-down mares
Yeah, cowered phones, big soup stones, prideless loans
Grill-sick crows, motel moans and big fat Jones
Martyrs don't do much for me
Though I enjoy them vicariously
After you, no, after me
No, I insist, please, after me
Do I want to with all that charm?
Do I want to twist my arm?
Oh, do I want to with all that charm?
Do I want to twist my arm?
Oh, do it
Written by: Gord Downie, Gord Sinclair, Johnny Fay, Paul Langlois, Rob Baker
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