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Watsky- Let's Get High and Watch Planet Earth [All You Can Do]

http://www.georgewatsky.com TOUR DATES http://smarturl.it/Watsky.AYCD ‘ALL YOU CAN DO’ Album   / gwatsky   http://www.steelwoolentertainment.com Director: Jackson Adams - http://www.jacksonhadams.com Production Designer: Emily Grant Director of Photography: Jess Dunlap Timelapse Photography: Mike Riccetelli Producer: Brad Simpson Editor: Joseph Shahood Visual Effects: Kyle Haley Music produced by Anderson .Paak Written by George Watsky, Anderson .Paak and Kelsey Gonzalez Engineered by Nils Montan Horn and string arrangement by Kush Mody Additional production by Mister Carmack Synth, piano, harpsichord, organ, optigan: Max Miller-Loran/ Drums: Anderson .Paak/ Additional vocals: Raquel Rodriguez String section: Violin 1: Rhea Fowler; Violin 2: Crystal Alforque; Viola: Matthew Witmer, Cello: Max Mueller Horn section: Ryan Lofty (trumpet), Jonah Levine (trombone), Wes Smith (saxophone) Mixed by Justin Gerrish Mastered by Joe LaPorta for Sterling Sound Aerial Video: Nick Phillips and Kyle Kristy 1st Assistant Director: Jared Jacovich 1st Assistant Camera: Erin Douglass Key Grip: Francisco Esparza Gaffer: Joel Sutherland Best Boy: Logan Wade Wardrobe: Patrick Glendening Wardrobe Assistant: Hannah McLoughlin Art Department: Britt Keller and Carrie Rudzinski Makeup: Kat Fernandez Production Assistant: Miguel Campos Girl: Victoria Park Backup Singers: Elizabeth Johnson, Jetta Juriansz, Brittany Williams Chorus Why don't we get high and watch Planet Earth (repeat) Watch it spin (repeat) You and me (repeat) Planet Earth Verse And yes, yes let’s, let’s, let’s get some takeout Press our hearts together like when kids make Barbies make out Let's make out, no toothpaste I only want to know how you taste We don't need to tie no shoelace And we don't need to pack no suitcase To, to find a new place. Let our moment linger We'll weave our hands together and then kiss this braid of fingers Until the whisper, whisper of time's undying rivers Come decorate our skin with crows’ feet spider veins and fissures But we won't cry, we won't cry, we'll step into that cyclone Together when we're blinded and our minds erode like limestone And all we can remember's how we make each other feel, then