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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ken Bethea
Ken Bethea
Guitar
Murry Hammond
Murry Hammond
Bass Guitar
Philip Peeples
Philip Peeples
Drums
Rhett Miller
Rhett Miller
Vocals
Jon Rauhouse
Jon Rauhouse
Banjo
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ken Bethea
Ken Bethea
Songwriter
Murry Hammond
Murry Hammond
Songwriter
Philip Peeples
Philip Peeples
Songwriter
Rhett Miller
Rhett Miller
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wally Gagel
Wally Gagel
Producer

Lyrics

I got a timebomb, in my mind Mom
I hear it ticking but I don't know why
I call the police, but they don't like me
I hear 'em whispering when I walk by
I got a landmine in my bloodline
I'm not immune to getting blown apart
She's like a claymore, that's what she's there for
She's waiting 'round here to get blown apart, ahh-ahh
Having her on my brain's like getting hit by a train
She's gonna kill me, Oh Celeste, oh Celeste
Oh Celeste, oh Celeste, oh Celeste
I got a timebomb, in my mind Mom
It's gonna go off, but I don't know when
I need a doctor to extract her
I got a feeling she'd get right back in again, ahh-ahh-ooh
I got a timebomb, in my mind Mom
I got it badly for a stick-legged girl
She's gonna kill me, and I don't mean softly
I got it badly for a stick-legged girl ahh-ahh
Having her on my brain's like getting hit by a train
She's gonna kill me, oh Celeste, oh Celeste
Oh Celeste, oh Celeste, oh Celeste
Written by: Ken Bethea, Murry Hammond, Philip Peeples, Rhett Miller
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