From the recording Ghost of Rome
Produced by Brendan Rice
Mixed & Mastered by Will Holland at Chillhouse Studios, Boston, MA
Engineered by Nick Petersen at Track & Field Studios, Durham, NC
Engineered by Brendan Rice at The Workshop, Carrboro, NC
Music by Tracksuit, Lyrics by Brendan Rice
Brendan Rice: Electric & Acoustic Guitars, Organ, Percussion, Lead Vocals, Harmony Vocals
Tyler Harrington: Bass
Marcus Johnson: Drums
Lyrics
Do as I say, not as I do
I’m not here to care about you
The things I abide I don’t question why
It all depends - What’s my end?
You see there is no truth
It’s just a tool that you can use for you
I thought you knew
Saw the wink and got the cue
That we got nothing to lose!
This Gilded Age
See it rage, like a real wild fire
Scorching the earth
With the glee of a holy choir
You thought the outrage would dissuade
Ha! That’s how the money gets made
So once again we’ll draw the shades
And evade the blame - c’mon!
This Gilded Age
See it rage, like a real wild fire
Scorching the earth
With the glee of a holy choir
Time and time again
we’ve been shown…
Time and time again
we’ve been shown…
We’re another ghost of Rome
This Gilded Age
See it rage, like a real wild fire
Scorching the earth
With the glee of a holy choir