Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TV on the Radio
TV on the Radio
Performer
Kevin Moehringer
Kevin Moehringer
Horn
Michael Irwin
Michael Irwin
Horn
Peter Hess
Peter Hess
Horn
Todd Simon
Todd Simon
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Andrew Sitek
David Andrew Sitek
Composer
Tunde Adebimpe
Tunde Adebimpe
Composer
Kyp Malone
Kyp Malone
Composer
Gerald Smith
Gerald Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Mixing Engineer
Zeph Sowers
Zeph Sowers
Engineer
David Andrew Sitek
David Andrew Sitek
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, burned up all your credit
On a family of kids who pop your pills
And smoke your pipe
And after the war, broke your piggy bank
Ah, the bastards broke the world this time
So we sleep with our guns
And no jive won't get done
But we're heavy-hand high
Oh, stuck in the middle of a silly little riddle
Control your dam, control till it blows your mind
Oh dance, don't stop
Oh, do the no future, do the no future shock
Don't stop
Oh, do the no future (do the no future)
Oh, you're aware, blow your top
Lord, do the no future (do the no future)
Oh you're aware, blow your top
Oh (do the no future, do the no future)
Oh, mother dear, did they really cop a feel
Before they robbed you blind?
We're all lacking nourishment
We searched around the world
Looks like a man's gonna drop
Tell it to me, baby girl
Born into this burning world, are you ready?
Here comes the cop to lock us up for smoking crack
Well, mining corps blow mountaintops
Are you, ah, ready?
Oh dance, don't stop
Oh, do the no future, do the no future shock
Don't stop
Oh, do the no future, do the no future shock
Don't stop
Oh, do the no future, do the no future shock
Don't stop
Oh, do the no future, do the no future
Ooba dooba, honey and it's burning blood money
So I leave the motor running all night
Absurdities confirming me like I want to start 'em up
'Cause here, funny, it just doesn't seem right
(So tight)
Is this where we thought we'd be
Pass it in the fishery, clean water running out of sight
Come on, come on, don't you sleep
See the whores transforming
Feel it when you're next to me, know the woman generally
Oh, drop and bounce
And shake it, shake it like it is the end of time
Oh, see that you get down in the town
In the country, in the city, in the middle of the village
Don't get left behind
Oh, work it out, your thoughts, let's shout
You're bleeding things so full of love, get ready
Well, a father to the mother, "Tell us what went wrong?"
I can't stay, no one lives too long
Hold it steady, girl, it falls apart
Don't stop
Oh, do the no future, do the no future shock
Don't stop
Oh, do the no future, do the no future shock
Don't stop
Oh, do the no future, do the no future shock
Don't stop
Oh, do the no future, do the no future shock
Written by: David Andrew Sitek, Gerald Smith, Kyp Malone, Tunde Adebimpe
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