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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Grant
Vocals
Ivor Guest
Programming
Benge
Synthesizer
Charles Stuart
Synthesizer
Dave Okumu
Guitar
Ed Baden Powell
Guitar
Robert Logan
Synthesizer
Robin Mullarkey
Bass Guitar
Robin Simon
Guitar
Sebastian Rochford
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Grant
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ivor Guest
Producer
Cameron Craig
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I lost my patience several decades ago
Around the time I was in utero
They taught me all about hyenas and vultures
I saw them worshiping their tyrants with sculptures
It takes Olympic-level intestinal fortitude
To watch what you are doing to your food
I'd rather watch a seagull swallow a rabbit
You see an opportunity
So, you grab it
All that school for nothing
Heavens' to Betsy
Baby, you're really something
All that therapy and money down the toilet
I could tell you your future but I don't wanna spoil it
I got the seven-year itch about 2 minutes in
When they told me 'bout the concept of original sin
I learned a lot watching the films of Stanley Kubrick
I saw them worshiping large pieces of fabric
All that school for nothing
Heavens' to Betsy
Baby, you're really something
All that therapy and money down the toilet
I could tell you your future but I don't wanna spoil it
You're not honest, you're just a prick
All that school for nothing
Heavens' to Betsy
Baby, you're really something
All that therapy and money down the toilet
I could tell you your future but I don't wanna spoil it
All that school for nothing
Heavens' to Betsy
Baby, you're really something
All that therapy and money down the toilet
I could tell you your future but I don't wanna spoil it
Written by: John Grant