Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sports Team
Performer
Matias Tellez
Piano
Robert Knaggs
Background Vocals
Henry Young
Electric Guitar
Benjamin Mack
Synthesizer
Alexander Rice
Lead Vocals
Alexandra Greenwood
Drums
Oliver Dewdney
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Knaggs
Songwriter
Henry Young
Songwriter
Benjamin Mack
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matias Tellez
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The world is turning, we're on our way
The burning circle, life, leave it behind you
You've got no problems, they've gone away
So take your money, throw it behind you
[Verse 2]
This ancient tarmac in rearview grey
In the only thing I, I leave behind me
The horizon's burning, so far away
From the same old people in the same old houses
[Chorus]
And I am a capsule turning, far away
Oh, and I see the old world burning, far away
[Verse 3]
So clear the launchpad and arm the capsule
Two tonnes of gelegnite explode behind you
Your father's money has gone away
Eight billion dollars, they, they burn behind you
[Verse 4]
Goodbye boys
My old heart
Groans with light shows
[Chorus]
And I am a capsule turning, far away
Oh, and I see the old world burning, far away
[Verse 5]
So fire your burners and head to space
And hear the gelegnite explode behind you
All of your problems have gone away
Eight billion dollars, they burn behind you, and I
Head to space
And leave your problems so far behind you
[Bridge]
Now ditch the burners
Rotate the capsule
And spit your toothpaste
In perfect circles
Oh, oh, Earth's an emerald, so far behind you
And David's spiders, they, they crawl beside you
The flags are flying so far away
For the brave new people in, in brave new houses
They'll build new statues in, in brave new dirt
So far away from the laughter rising
[Chorus]
And I am a capsule turning, far away
Oh, and I see the old world burning, far away
[Outro]
It's all so easy, boys
Tic Tac on the Eastern Seaboard
As quick as Vaseline
Quick smile for the camera, three, four
It's all so easy, boys
When's your birthday? Late September
I'll send a telegram
As long as someone else remembers
It's all so easy, boys
Blue smoke on the Eastern Seaboard
As slick as Vaseline
Quick smile for the camera, three, four
Written by: Benjamin Mack, Henry Young, Robert Knaggs