We got to move it on, the war is on. It’s a matter of days now. It’s the final show and we just got to go. So leave it all behind, ain’t got no time, we just have to embrace it. It’s happening, this is all real!
There’s someone at the door, pounding, trying to make his point by screaming that I should leave this place. I end up falling asleep in the back of this bus. It felt good and I slept for days.
(Wake up, wake up, wake up buddy)
What’s your name? It’s nice to meet you but I suggest that you pull the string to your parachute. And if it doesn’t work pull the back up down. So much for that, so where are you from? I live inside the rythm of a snare drum! I see you looking down. Oh no, here comes the ground. No need to petrify ’cause in this place we both can fly.
We got to move it on…
Produced & mixed by: Magnus Tingsek
String arrangement by: Magnus Tingsek
Mastered by: Mathias Oldén & Magnus Tingsek
Magnus Tingsek: Vocals, Bass, Drums, Guitars, Mellotron, Piano & Percussion
Slakah the Beatchild: Vocals
Måns Mernsten: Piano & Wurlitzer
Tomas Ebrelius: Viola
Timbuktu: ”Lost his keys…”