Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mipso
Performer
Joseph Terrell
Guitar
Libby Rodenbough
Fiddle
Jacob Sharp
Mandola
Wood Robinson
Bass
Sean Trischka
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Terrell
Songwriter
Robert Hunter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wood Robinson
Recording Engineer
Conor Davis
Engineer
Chris Boerner
Mastering Engineer
Sunset Carson Appleton
Engineer
Lyrics
I guess I had always known
Like a stone
That you carry between your toes
It was rough I confess
Specialness
The eyes of my juice box foes
I wish I knew what you mean
Philistine
When you say it’s a straw I drew
There’s a star in my eye
Slick and white
Something bright in the black and blue
[Parting gift from a fateful womb]
I don’t know how I do it
I barely know my name
But I’m a servant to it
How I got here I couldn’t say
Some were made for the fuss
Money lust
Well that’s just peaches to me
They go their own way and I
Walk on by
It’s a different fruit I seek
I don’t know how I do it
I barely know my name
But I’m a servant to it
How I got here I couldn’t say
I guess I had always known
Like a bone
Sticking out from its usual home
People call me a fool
And it\'s true
But what has sense got to show?
Long distance runner, what you standin\' there for?
Get up, get out, get out of the door
You\'re playin\' cold music on the barroom floor
Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core
There\'s a dragon with matches that\'s loose on the town
Takes a whole pail of water just to cool him down
Fire! Fire on the mountain
Fire! Fire on the mountain
Fire! Fire on the mountain
Fire! Fire on the mountain
Written by: Joseph Terrell, Robert Hunter