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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ted Raymond Claxton
Ted Raymond Claxton
Vocals
Tommy Ratcliffe
Tommy Ratcliffe
Guitar
Phillip Daniel Danger King
Phillip Daniel Danger King
Vocals
Robert Green
Robert Green
Drums
George Robson
George Robson
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ted Raymond Claxton
Ted Raymond Claxton
Songwriter
Tommy Ratcliffe
Tommy Ratcliffe
Songwriter
Phillip Daniel Danger King
Phillip Daniel Danger King
Songwriter
Robert Green
Robert Green
Songwriter
George Robson
George Robson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Gaines
Ben Gaines
Producer
Chris White
Chris White
Engineer

Lyrics

Easy answers
Back up dancers
Takes no chances
You sound the same to me
Unoriginal
Far from pinnacle
Call me cynical
This ain't how it should be
I'm not falling for pleasant
Falling for Heaven
Falling for you
I've got room to manoeuvre
Theories unproven
Nothing to lose
But I see how you get sucked in
Craving affirmation
Longing for a friend
It might be just me
But I don't need your sympathy
It's not your fault
Just don't be a cult
Don't be a cult no
Every dogma has its day
But canines quickly can decay
When all they do is whisper sweet nothings
Please your god
Dont stand up
Scrutiny beautifully
Don't be a cult
Cease the assault
I've got a hunch
Don't drink the punch
Don't be a cult
Cease the assault
I've got a hunch
Don't drink the punch
Don't be a cult
Cease the assault
Don't drink the punch
Written by: George Robson, Phillip Daniel Danger King, Robert Green, Ted Raymond Claxton, Tommy Ratcliffe
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