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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Level 42
Level 42
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark King
Mark King
Composer
Mike Lindup
Mike Lindup
Composer
Wally Badarou
Wally Badarou
Composer
Phil Gould
Phil Gould
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ken Scott
Ken Scott
Producer

Lyrics

Tell me something
Why do I always find it hard just to get along
Try my best for nothing
Every little thing I do is wrong
Feel it in my brain
Driving me insane
Round and round
The same old tune
Daddy's on the phone
You know you're not alone
Turn that down
And clean up your room
Sons and daughters
(Don't fall in)
In hot water
Sons and daughters
(They don't do)
What they oughta
Tell (tell) you something (why?)
Music is the key to set me free
To the beat (on the street) I'm jumping
Forgetting all the things they said 'bout me (why?)
Here it comes again
Chugging like a train
Round and round
An impeccable groove
I know it's getting late
But I won't hesitate
Can't slow down
Got to do what I do
Sons and daughters
(Always in)
In hot water
Wasting time
Is a crime in their eyes
But I'm still young
So much time to decide what to do
I don't need confirmation
For my boyhood extrapolation
Though I'm not sure of my direction
I have the groove for my protection
Here it comes again
Chugging like a train
Round and round
An impeccable groove
I know it's getting late
But I won't hesitate
Can't slow down
Got to do what I do, what I do
Sons and daughters
(Don't fall in)
In hot water
(When they fall by the way)
Sons and daughters
(They don't do)
What they oughta
Sons and daughters
(Don't fall in)
In hot water
(When they fall by the way)
Sons and daughters
(They don't do)
What they oughta
Sons and daughters
(Don't fall in)
In hot water
(When they fall by the way)
Written by: Mark King, Mike Lindup, Phil Gould, Wally Badarou
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