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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lloyd Cole & The Commotions
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lloyd Cole
Composer
Stephen Irvine
Composer
Neil Robert Clark
Composer
Derek MacKillop
Composer
Blair Gray Cowan
Composer
Lawrence Donegan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lloyd Cole & The Commotions
Studio Personnel
Ian Stanley
Producer
Bruce Lampcov
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
This one's from the hip
Oh mother you have sorely misjudged me
It should have been whipped
Out of me
Without a father figured I
Yeah I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on
This one's from the hip
My love I should have warned you about me
It never got whipped
Out of me and my modesty and
Mother, your wretched son won't take his medicine
Not I
I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
I don't care anymore
This one's from the hip
Why should I know why
It's a wicked world?
I've had it up to here
Sweet Jesus I should have warned you about me
It's sure to end in tears
And misery
Without a father I figured I
Yea I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on
Not I
I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
I don't care anymore
This one's from the hip
Why should I know why
It's a wicked world?
Why should I know why should I care?
Who's telling me what I should wear?
Mother, your wretched son is hooked on his medicine
Mother, your wretched son is hooked on his medicine
I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
And I don't care anymore
No, I don't care anymore
I'm sick and I'm tired
I don't care anymore
This one's from the hip
Why should I know why
It's a wicked world
Writer(s): Lloyd Cole, Clark Neil Robert, Stephen Irvine, Lawrence Donegan, Derek Wallace Mc Killop, Blair Gray Cowan
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