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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
Chris Tsangarides
Chris Tsangarides
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It was handsome at the auction
Oh, but when we got it home
It grew up into
Somethin' we could no longer contain
[Verse 2]
Where's our pigeon camera?
By now he could be anywhere
And after all that training
And after all that training
Was something we could no longer contain
[Verse 3]
It's boring (Boring)
I'm embarrassed (Embarrassed of it)
I don't endorse that (Slammed in my face)
I didn't want this
[Verse 4]
This house it has its politics
Over there that's my room
And that's my sister
And that's my sister
With something we could no longer contain
[Verse 5]
It's boring (Boring)
I'm embarrassed (Embarrassed of it)
I don't endorse that (Slammed in my face)
I didn't want this (Boring)
[Verse 6]
It's horrific (Boring)
I'm embarrassed (Embarrassed of it)
I didn't want that (Slammed in my face)
I didn't want this
[Verse 7]
It's like we burned our boots
With no contingency plan
Written by: Bobby Baker, Gord Downie, Gord Sinclair, Johnny Fay, Paul Langlois, Rob Baker
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