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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Courtney Barnett
Courtney Barnett
Guitar
Kurt Vile
Kurt Vile
Vocals
Rob Lakso
Rob Lakso
Bass
Stella Mozgawa
Stella Mozgawa
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kurt Vile
Kurt Vile
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Courtney Barnett
Courtney Barnett
Producer
Kurt Vile
Kurt Vile
Producer
Callum Barter
Callum Barter
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You won't believe what I coulda told you
But I don't believe I have the balls to let you know
I could say that 'cause I'm a man
But I feel like a little boy
Today
[Verse 2]
I cherish my intercontinental friendships
We talk it over continental breakfast
In a hotel in East Bumble, wherever
Somewhere on the sphere
Around here
[Verse 3]
I cherish my intercontinental friendships
Not much very big on enemies
So I kick a can way up into the sun, man
But it falls down into a ravine
I don't mean to even think about it that way
But I do
[Verse 4]
Watching the waves come in at night
From my back porch stoop porch swing
Swinging on its own
See, it's just an inhabitant or
Some holy ghost
[Verse 5]
I walk like a bruised ego along shorefront property unknown to me
But I'm feeling inferior on the interior, don't you see?
God, it ain't sentimental, and after all, it's just a rental
Like, better luck performing telekinesis on a priestess
[Verse 6]
You won't believe what I mighta coulda told you
But I wouldn't wanna leave you tripping out over it
Okay, more so me, but
Or just me
[Verse 7]
Watching the waves come in at night
From my back porch stoop porch swing
Swinging on its own
See, it's just an inhabitant or
Some holy ghost
[Verse 8]
I cherish my intercontinental friendships
We talk it over continental breakfast
In a hotel in East Bumble, wherever
Somewhere on the sphere
Around here
Written by: Kurt Vile

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