More songs by Broken Social Scene
Description
Acoustic Guitar: Brendan Canning
Assistant Producer: Charles Spearin
Background Vocals: Kevin Drew
Background Vocals: Brendan Canning
Bass Guitar: Charles Spearin
Drums: Justin Peroff
Electric Guitar: Brendan Canning
Electric Guitar: Sam Goldberg
Guitar: David Newfeld
Mastering Engineer: Emily Lazar
Mixing Engineer: David Newfeld
Piano: Kevin Drew
Producer: David Newfeld
Recording Engineer: Charles Spearin
Recording Engineer: David Newfeld
Recording Engineer: Nyles Spencer
Strings: Ohad Benchetrit
Synthesizer: Hannah Georgas
Trombone: Evan Cranley
Vocals: Hannah Georgas
Composer: Broken Social Scene
Composer: Hannah Georgas
Lyrics and translation
Original
Three, four.
Bullets and butterflies, 1979.
Something to hide behind. Listen on my call.
Our broken families plan outfits for the week.
Another fight at three in the back lot.
Only the good I keep.
So you can fall asleep.
Only the good I keep.
So you can't get to me.
Got through with hard and crime. Felt the pain in those lines.
Emotions multiply. She's in my ear.
Carpool with my new friend. Won't let my sister in.
I like that about him. Bush party punch. Only the good I keep.
So you can fall asleep.
Only the good I keep.
So you can't get to me.
I won't forget you, I, I won't forget you, I.
I won't let you, I, I won't let you, I.
I won't forget you, I,
I won't forget you, I. I won't let you, I,
I won't, I won't. Only the good I keep.
Only the good I keep.
Only the good I keep.
Only the good I keep.
Got through with hard and crime.
Felt the pain in those lines. Emotions multiply.
Carpool with my new friend. Won't let my sister in.
I like that about him.
Only the good I keep.
Only the good I keep.