Upcoming Concerts for Foals
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Bevan
Drums
Walter Gervers
Background Vocals
Yannis Philippakis
Guitar
James Ford
Percussion
Edwin Congreave
Keyboards
James Andrew Smith
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Bevan
Songwriter
Walter Gervers
Songwriter
Yannis Philippakis
Songwriter
James Andrew Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Ford
Producer
Caesar Edmunds
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jimmy Robertson
Engineer
Alan Moulder
Mixing Engineer
John Davis
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yay, you keep it slow
Yay-yay, you keep it low
Well, you sell snake oil to the butcher
The butcher's bill must always be paid
It's a wild wait to wait and it leads to no surprises
No surprise, no-one gets laid
You put the snake oil under my tongue
Show me the door, the way to be free
Cause you know the moves that only you do
Makes fools of a boy like me
Ooooh
Ooooh
Yay, uh
You sell snake oil to the sinners
When all they crave is to be free
Its a wild tease, tease me with nothing better
Nothing better, slower than me
You cast a spell that keeps me wired
Keeps me red, keeps me on fire
So why do you take me down, down to nothing
Always out cold, never been higher
Ooooh
Ooooh
In the day
You leave me to want what I crave
No surprise, to want what I can't find
You said it again
Again, again
Come on, you said
You said it again
Driving through the old county line
Where I go to find what is mine
Driving past the old county line
Where I go to find what is mine
Ooooh
Ooooh
You said it again
You give it away
In the day
You leave me to want what I crave
No surprise, to want what I can't find
Writer(s): James Andrew Smith, Yannis Barnabas Emanuel Philippakis, Walter Gervers, Jack William Bevan
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