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Everything Everything - Hiawatha Doomed (Rare Bonus Track)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Everything Everything
Everything Everything
Performer
Jonathan Higgs
Jonathan Higgs
Vocals
Alex Robertshaw
Alex Robertshaw
Guitar
Jeremy Pritchard
Jeremy Pritchard
Bass Guitar
Michael Spearman
Michael Spearman
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Higgs
Jonathan Higgs
Composer
Alex Robertshaw
Alex Robertshaw
Composer
Jeremy Pritchard
Jeremy Pritchard
Composer
Michael Spearman
Michael Spearman
Composer
Alex Niven
Alex Niven
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Kosten
David Kosten
Producer
David Wrench
David Wrench
Recording Engineer
Mo Hausler
Mo Hausler
Editing Engineer
Adrian Bushby
Adrian Bushby
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

And in the end, we bend, but easily break When the forest circuit shorts And the wolves surround your wired ports Oh Jupiter, your storm is naught UV laser beams can dance all night Just quarantine the chief and squaws And email every breath he draws To the ringtone maker in New York Bleating wilderness, so festive like Awake, Hiawatha, as the howling dies Helicopter purring like a mammoth child I think we'll put casinos here Make the reservation disappear Just swap your tomahawks for tablets, dear Wade the insect carpet, I can make friends Now tear gas billows as you crawl I see Kevlar through the acrid wall It seems the rain dance worked out after all Bloodshot eagle spasm all the way down So curb these addictions, Big-Sea-Water shine Information sickness of a worthless kind Pale face and Pepsi wave, the gentle hum This is what will happen when the waters come And it's on with the contract You lose enough, all becomes abstract So why don't you do what they ask you? The sickness coming over again And you can stop, son, find the spillage Drop that iPod, save the village Thrashing in a bowl of your germs And in the end, we bend, but easily break We're taking to the trees and holes And the orphan boy is coming home The stench of smoke signals and microphones Crown of feathers pressed against the warm glass And yeah, you got bubonic plague, plague But a purple heart is all the rage, rage Nobody likes an earthquake, Craig, Craig It's just a vision that you'll have to trust So pout, Hiawatha, like you smell the trees We can get that Totem sponsored easily Pale face and Pepsi wave, the gentle hum This is what will happen when the waters come And it's on with the contract You lose enough, all becomes abstract So why don't you do what they ask you? The sickness coming over again And you can stop, son, find the spillage Drop that iPod, save the village Thrashing in a bowl of your germs And we can stop this, thrashing in a bowl of your germs Don't need an atlas, Jesus, we knew just who we were And in the end we bend, but easily break Break Break Break Break
Writer(s): Jeremy Joseph Pritchard, Jonathan Joseph Higgs, Michael David Spearman, Calvin Webster Robertshaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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