作曲 : Bevan/Philippakis/Smith
 制作人 : Foals/Yannis Philippakis
I hope there's a shot in the dark
That if I keep it up I can keep on going
They say that life is short
And it can't be bought by the likes of me
I heard that it won't be long
Until we're gone like dew in the morning
Stop the clocks pull up your socks
Go find a fountain to wash it off
So kill the screen head to Medellin
To shout 'n' scream and find your trouble
Live amongst the orange roses
Pull vogue poses and wash it off
Lord knows I'm in the field hellhounds are back
And on my heels
They said I died last week
In the Pacific Ocean no words were spoken
Plane fell right out the sky
But they dunno why but don't you worry
'Cause life's a lie so roll the die
Keep on trying
To wash it off
Go wash it off wash it off
Go wash it off
Don't you even think of me
'Cause I'll be free beyond the Levee
All that's left is a Ghost Machine
And it can't be reached but you can try
You should go buy the boat build a moat
And untie yourself
Go wash it off
Go wash it off
Go wash it off
You're my ride or die I just wish
I'd said goodbye one last time one last time
Now all that's left is a ghost machine
It can't be reached it won't be seen again
Seen again
You are got God of got
Which for a to say goodbye say goodbye
Lord express goes to see
From this want to see yeah
Go wash it off
Go wash it off
Go wash it off
Go wash it off
Go wash it off
Go wash it off
Go wash it off
Go wash it off
 共同制作人 : Brett Shaw
 打击乐 : Vincent Taeger
 鼓 : Jack Bevan
 贝斯 : Edwin Congreave/Yannis Philippakis
 音频工程师 : Brett Shaw
 混音师 : Mark "Spike" Stent
 吉他 : Jimmy Smith
 混音助理 : Matt Wolach/Michael Freeman
 附加制作 : James Ford/Vincent Taurelle
 母带工程师 : Randy Merrill
 和声 : Edith Langley/Jules Rendell/Mica Townsend