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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tilde
Tilde
Performer
Adam Hagstrand
Adam Hagstrand
Acoustic Guitar
Tilde Ingham
Tilde Ingham
Lead Vocals
Gibril Cham
Gibril Cham
Drums
Simon Söfelde
Simon Söfelde
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tilde Ingham
Tilde Ingham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Hagstrand
Adam Hagstrand
Producer
Jonathan Börjesson
Jonathan Börjesson
Producer
Tilde Ingham
Tilde Ingham
Producer
Christopher Elms
Christopher Elms
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Took a job when I was 19, serving coffee to the local scene 
A guy came in, older than me he seemed
He would sit and watch as I prepared the drinks
Wore a knitted colorful thing, looked like he'd come right out of "Lord of the rings" 
He said he loved my vibe and raved on about how his third eye sight
He preached about the world
Preached about God
talked about evils, his dreams, trips to Cape Cod 
But self-declared prophets stay away-
I remember what my mama said  
Stay away from the Preacher
The one who scolds, and who judge, think they are all so much better 
Stay away from the Preacher
The one who splains and who drains
And think they always know better
He'd just sit there all day long
Preached as the voice of God 
Redeem your sins and you´ll learn to see 
Then he told me he could teach me things for free
There were only a couple of fees
A down payment for his expertise 
Dylan's words in 83'
sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace 
Preached about the world
Preached about God
Talked about evils, dreams, his trips to Cape Cod 
But self-declared prophets stay away-
I remember what my mama said 
Stay away from the Preacher
The one who scolds, and who judge and think they are all so much better 
Stay away from the Preacher
The one who splains and who drains
And think they always know better
Written by: Tilde Ingham
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