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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Magician
The Magician
Performer
Two Another
Two Another
Vocals
Max Wolfgang
Max Wolfgang
Background Vocals
Elderbrook
Elderbrook
Background Vocals
Josh Grant
Josh Grant
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Fasano
Stephen Fasano
Composer
Max Wolfgang
Max Wolfgang
Composer
Alexander Kotz
Alexander Kotz
Composer
Josh Grant
Josh Grant
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Magician
The Magician
Producer
Josh Grant
Josh Grant
Additional Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Like a hippie boomer with constellations
Can you read my fortune?
With darkness in your eyes until the morning
With our arms open
'Cause I can't keep falling through kaleidoscopic skies
You said trip, we can dip, follow all the yellow bricks
Take the top off your lip like it's 1966
What's your scene? Lucid dreams, kind that taste like gasoline
Told myself and don't forget me, though
[Chorus]
Oh, here we go again, it's that two-bit hippie dance
Oh, here we go again, it's that two-bit hippie dance
[Verse 2]
Like a hippie boomer with constellations
Can you read my fortune?
With darkness in your eyes until the morning
With our arms open
'Cause I can't keep falling through kaleidoscopic skies
You said trip, we can dip, follow all the yellow bricks
Take the top off your lip like it's 1966
What's your scene? Lucid dreams, kind that taste like gasoline
Told myself and don't forget me, though
[Bridge]
Oh, will you please know how to party?
Oh, will you please know how to move?
Oh, will you please know how to party?
Oh, will you please know how to move? Hey
[Chorus]
Oh, here we go again, it's that two-bit hippie dance
Oh, here we go again, it's that two-bit hippie dance
[Verse 3]
Like a hippie boomer with constellations
Can you read my fortune?
With darkness in your eyes until the morning
With our arms open
'Cause I can't keep falling through kaleidoscopic skies
You said trip, we can dip, follow all the yellow bricks
Take the top off your lip like it's 1966
What's your scene? Lucid dreams, kind that taste like gasoline
Told myself and don't forget me, though
[Chorus]
Oh, here we go again, it's that two-bit hippie dance
Oh, here we go again, it's that two-bit hippie dance
Written by: Alexander Kotz, Josh Grant, Max Wolfgang, Stephen Fasano
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