Proletariat
Percussion track is sampled drums triggered in real time.
Hello, Cleveland! Whoo! Hot out there the roof down! (Ah-ehh!) Tonight gotta we some too! I wanna tell you a fishnet stocking to my overdub -- We wanna rethink everyone's hair at Perry's City Grill! The Big Egg! The Big Egg! I think I listen to the Fall too damned much Keep thinkin' I'll wake up with Brixie in my bed Hey leadhead, goliath Admit it -- you're about extinct Far too many deadheads Far too few Queens I think I'm listening to Chilton too damned much Hey Paul, and listeners: You ain't heard enough yet La! She wore a green manalishi with a two-pronged crown. What crown. Al's around the corner getting cold If he's gonna offer, I'll have to say no And in the backseat, your eyes are all red The perpetrator's nowhere to be found Someone else just came in polishing her hair The guilty dream of her stilletoes far too much You gotta have the right connections Or be the son of God Connect with her She stares off at the skyline hearing sleighbells in your head How's the research? What's the dose? Shoulda heard that knocked-up jailbait sing! La! Far too many them, far too little Neus I think I'm thinking inspiration too damn much I hate you, extinction Admit it, just admit it
Percussion: John M. Davison
Bass: John M. Davison
Guitars: John M. Davison, Rick Karr
Lead Guitar: John M. Davison
Backing Vocals: John M. Davison, Steve Zimmers, Andrea Stanislav, Andrea Polli, Elizabeth Stanislav
Programming: John M. Davison
Lead Vocals: Rick Karr
Tracking: John M. Davison, Rick Karr, Steve Zimmers
Mixing: John M. Davison, Rick Karr, Steve Zimmers
Keyboards: Steve Zimmers
Music: Rick Karr, Steve Zimmers, John M. Davison
Lyrics: Rick Karr, Steve Zimmers, John M. Davison
Vacuum cleaner: Steve Zimmers
