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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kurt Vile
Vocals
Kyle Spence
Drums
Rob Lakso
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kurt Vile
Songwriter
Sam Cooke
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kurt Vile
Producer
Kyle Spence
Producer
Greg Giorgio
Mixing Engineer
Peter Katis
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You may think that it's funny, now
That I got a headache like a shop vac
Coughing dust bunnies
It's hard to see when it's all red
And all you hear are just white noises
This little one, she's a delicate creature
No safety features to hold her down
Girl, you been running on all cylinders
Pulling the yard, and cutting hard
[Verse 2]
But no, they won't find us lying down on the ground
And it ain't at the bar, where I am, or you are
We'll take a puff on the cigarette, see what we get
An invigorating fix, and a black lung
[Verse 3]
Don't know much about history, and
Don't know much about the shape I'm in
There ain't no manual to our minds
We're always looking, baby, all the time
[Verse 4]
But no, we won't find it rolling around on the ground
And it ain't at the bar, where I am, where you are
I took a puff on the cigarette, saw what I get
An invigorating fix, and a black lung
[Verse 5]
You think you're tired, put your face in my place
We swapped faces, and I see you're tired
It's hard to think with a squashed brain, and
Let's hope that don't leave a permanent stain
I can't talk over all that racket
What's there to feel, but totally whacked
[Verse 6]
But, we don't got time to wallow around in it
Though it don't look so far away, from where we are
I wanna put out the cigarette, leave it behind
Hold you real close, take you by the hand
We'll walk away
[Verse 7]
Walk away
Written by: Kurt Vile, Sam Cooke