Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hilltop Hoods
Performer
Suffa
Vocals
Pressure
Vocals
DJ Debris
Programming
John Bartlett
Piano
Phil Noy
Baritone Saxophone
Andrew Burford
Bass
Chorus Collective
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Burford
Composer
Barry Francis
Composer
Matthew Lambert
Composer
Daniel Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
One Above
Producer
Suffa
Co-Producer
Serge Courtois
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Barry Francis
Engineer
Matthew Lambert
Engineer
Phil Threlfall
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Something's in the air I can't put my finger on
My first world worries seem a little funny when we got a bigger problem
Try wash away my cares, they just seem to linger on
In times like these, I try breathe and put it down into song
Got trust issues, bad paparazzi
Half of the news that act FUGAZI
Famine, but there's snacks at the party
Elon Musk and that pack of Nazis
Some are fighting boredom 'round their house
Others fight for borders 'round their house
The fallout's getting sort of scary now
This New World Order, tear it down
There's rising temperature, you say
You worry 'bout the weather on Tuesday?
Ice caps are melting apart
I'm building an ark, prepping for doomsday
One minute to midnight and counting
Get a feeling, a bit like I'm drowning
Clocks ticking and live life for now thing
It's all good, I'm gonna be just fine
I'm not here for a good time
Or a long time, from what it looks like
Don't "at" me, I'm sorry
Don't happy, be worry
I'm not here for a good time
Or a long time, from what it looks like
Don't "at" me, I'm sorry
Don't happy, be worry
Be worry, be worry
Be worry, be worry
She's worried, he's worried
We worry, be worry
Tim Curry, Pete Murray
Bill Murray, Keith Murray
P-Money, Steve Harvey
Kid Cudi, Steph Curry
That's just a list of guys
Unconnected, you will find
It's just a rhyming exercise
That I use to calm my mind
'Cause
I'm worried, not a first
And I'm only getting worse
I see defeat like an open sandal
Shit's 'bout to blow like a Roman candle
99 luftballons 'bout to pop
Why do I feel the nukes 'bout to drop?
Mighty, Mighty Bosstones, time to knock
On wood, 'cause it ain't all good, make it (stop)
You take your kids to Willy Wonka
While I choose a carpet for my bunker
Want my kids for another summer
And I'm sure that Trump must love Ivanka
So keep that finger off the red button
Looters come out, but they'll get nothing
Come too close, I'ma headbutt 'em
Cheer up, it could always be worse
I'm not here for a good time
Or a long time, from what it looks like
Don't "at" me, I'm sorry
Don't happy, be worry
I'm not here for a good time
Or a long time, from what it looks like
Don't "at" me, I'm sorry
Don't happy, be worry
Be worry, be worry (be worry)
Be worry, be worry (be worry)
She's worried, he's worried (be worry)
We worry, be worry (be worry)
A little bit a worry is healthy (is healthy)
A bit of concern is natural
I don't need you to help me
Ain't shit you can tell me, I'm just being practical
A little bit a worry is healthy (is healthy)
A bit of concern is natural
I don't need you to help me
Ain't shit you can tell me, I'm just being practical
I'm not here for a good time (don't happy)
Or a long time, from what it looks like (be worry)
Don't "at" me, I'm sorry
Don't happy, be worry (don't happy, be worry)
I'm not here for a good time (don't happy)
Or a long time, from what it looks like (be worry)
Don't "at" me, I'm sorry
Don't happy, be worry (don't happy, be worry)
Be worry, be worry (be worry)
Be worry, be worry (be worry)
She's worried, he's worried (be worry)
We worry, be worry (be worry)
Writer(s): Andrew Burford, Barry Francis, Daniel Smith, Matthew Lambert
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