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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kurt Vile
Kurt Vile
Vocals
Rob Lakso
Rob Lakso
Bass Guitar
Farmer Dave Scher
Farmer Dave Scher
Keyboards
Joe Kennedy
Joe Kennedy
Musician
Vincent Nudo
Vincent Nudo
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kurt Vile
Kurt Vile
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kurt Vile
Kurt Vile
Producer
Rob Lakso
Rob Lakso
Producer
Peter Katis
Peter Katis
Mixing Engineer
Shawn Everett
Shawn Everett
Overdub Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Check baby, check baby, one, two, three
That's alright with me
Singin', playin' all the time
Now hey look, lucky me
Always been in touch with reality, you see
[Verse 2]
Ah check old man, check old man
Check all the cables in the chain
Yeah, check baby, check baby, one, two, three
It's alright with me
Ooh
[Verse 3]
Amphetamine, amphetamine, you know what I mean
She got a real kick to her
Yeah, balls to the balls to the balls to the balls to the wall
[Verse 4]
Watch the man, watch the man
Watch him as he's walkin' around the world
Yeah, it's balls to the walls to the walls to the walls to the wall
Yeehoo
[Verse 5]
Check baby, check baby, one, two, three
That's alright with me
Hey, hey look at me, always been in touch with the world, obviously
Yeah, check baby, check baby, three, four, five
Never no jive talkin' turkey, not me
And check old man, check old man, check all the cables in the chain
And get back at me, get back at me
When it's safe to sling up my six string
Then it's easy like
Four, five, six, anybody got a pick?
Yeehoo
[Verse 6]
Check, baby, check, baby
All day round I was very lost but now I'm way unfound
Check, brother, check, brother, check
What a world we've inherited from another mother
What a whale of a pickle, what a spell we are all pinned under
We give the devil a warm embrace
And then we run like chickens from the Dickens
But you wanna go to heaven when you D-I-E, that's alright with me
It's easy like, four, five, six, anybody got a pick, alright
[Verse 7]
Yeah, check it, old man
[Verse 8]
Ah check baby, check baby, four and five
Never no jive talkin' turkey
Yeah, check, old man, check, old man, check all the cables if you're able
It's easy like, four, five, six, anybody got a pick
Then through the rest it's slick to lick licks
Then rub my belly with a stick of hot butter
All over baby, all over
Then watch the man and watch the man
Watch him as he's walkin' around the world
Watch the man, watch the man
Watch him as he's walkin' around the world
And the crybaby's, crybaby's
Talking, talking trash while sitting still eternally
When I said I was in my element
I meant a whale of a pickle I stumbled under
Written by: Kurt Vile
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