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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stella Donnelly
Stella Donnelly
Vocals
George Foster
George Foster
Guitar
Jennifer Aslett
Jennifer Aslett
Bass
Talya Valenti
Talya Valenti
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stella Donnelly
Stella Donnelly
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dean Tuza
Dean Tuza
Producer
Ewan Pearson
Ewan Pearson
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

He's reading sport on the news White man white teeth in a suit He's got that style And then alone in his house He wants to take baby out Give us a smile Boy if you touch her again I'll tell your wife and your kids About that time Cos this is not ninety-three You lost your spot on the team You're out of line I've worked too hard for this chance to not be biting the hand That feeds the hate So have a chat to your friends 'cause it's our words that will keep Our daughters safe Your personality traits don't count if you put your dick In someone's face And no it's never too late, we sat there silently while You kept your job and your place and your six-figure wage Oh, are you scared of me, old man? Or are you scared of what I'll do? You grabbed me with an open hand The world is grabbing back at you Oh, are you scared of me, old man? Or are you scared of what I'll do? You grabbed me with an open hand The world is grabbing back at you Oh, are you scared of me, old man? Or are you scared of what I'll do? You grabbed me with an open hand The world is grabbing back at you
Writer(s): Stella Rachel Donnelly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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