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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wunderhorse
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Slater
Songwriter
Harry Fowler
Songwriter
Peter Woodin
Songwriter
Jamie Staples
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Craig Silvey
Producer
Lyrics
The voice inside the suit came crawling down the telephone
Somewhere between a chessboard and a nursery rhyme
I heard the rattlesnake shaking in his invitation
And the whites of his knuckles on the other end of the line
Midas, yeah
Midas, la-la-la-la-la
Midas, yeah
Midas
Stepped inside his office and the whole place seemed to shiver, he said
"Come here, a little closer, boy, come on, don't be shy"
I searched to find the fracture in his tombstone facelift
And he fixed me with the coldness of the kingdom in his eyes
Midas, yeah
Midas, la-la-la-la-la
Midas, yeah
Midas
He said, "Come on, kid
You think we got a deal, yeah?"
Threw his head back like a pelican and straightened his tie
Each time they're askin', you're making me kinda nervous
And with a click of his silvered fingers, I was falling through the sky
Midas, yeah
Midas, la-la-la-la-la
Midas, yeah
Midas
Midas
Writer(s): Jacob Theodore Slater-robinson, James Staples, Harry Tristan Fowler, Peter Thomas George Woodin
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