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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Vocals
Jeremiah Green
Jeremiah Green
Drums
Ben Massarella
Ben Massarella
Percussion
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Bass
Ben Blankenship
Ben Blankenship
Keyboards
Tyler Riley
Tyler Riley
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Composer
Jeremiah Green
Jeremiah Green
Composer
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Deck
Brian Deck
Producer
Greg Ratajczak
Greg Ratajczak
Assistant Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We're goin' down the road
Towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna hit you on the face
I'm gonna punch you in your glasses, oh no
I just got a message that said
"Yeah, Hell has frozen over"
I got a phone call from the Lord sayin'
"Hey, boy, get a sweater, right now"
[Verse 2]
So we're drinkin', drinkin', drinkin', drinkin'
Coca-Coca Cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down
Oh, right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road
Towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna get dressed up in plastic
Gonna shake hands with the masses
Oh, no
[Chorus]
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
[Verse 3]
We're goin' down the road
Towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna hit you on the face
I'm gonna punch you in your glasses
I'm wearin' myself a T-shirt
That says, "The world is my ashtray"
Our hearts pump dust
And our hair's all gray
And I just got a message that says
"Yeah, Hell has frozen over"
I got a phone call from the Lord
Sayin' "Hey, boy, get a sweater, right now"
[Chorus]
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way?
[Verse 4]
We're drinkin', drinkin', drinkin', drinkin'
Coca-Coca Cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down
Oh, right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road
Towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna lay down in the spa
Where they coat you in molasses (Right now)
[Chorus]
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Written by: Eric Judy, Isaac Brock, Jeremiah Green

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