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Watsky x Infinity album film screenings:nhttp://georgewatsky.com/tour/ntwitter/FB/IG: @gwatskynListen to x Infinity: http://radi.al/xInfinitynnExecutive Producer Kimberly Stuckwisch, Ian BlairnDirector - Nick RoneynProducer - Andreas AttainDirector of Phtoography: Greg Cottenn1st AD: Hannah K Bakern1st AC: Brian Whiten2nd AC: Ryan SummersettnGaffer: Luka Pascalicchio, Jarrett SextonnBB Electric: Richard BloenknKey Grip: Doug FrerichsnBB Grip - Joanna NguyennWardrobe - Maya SommernMakeup Artist - Megan WilliamsnMakeup Artist Assitant - Haengja KimnRiley Reid Make Up by Heather GaliponProduction Assistants - Ed Leer, Willis Von Werner, Andre Attai, Mike Cox, Gabriel Linkiewicz nnTalent : Riley Reid,. London Worthy, Riria Niimura, NIkki Keeshin, Janine Hogan, Aaron Valenzuela, George Sepa, Brandon Anthony, Tyrone Emanuel, David FinchnnHang Gliders provided by: Windsports + Joe GreblonHang Glider Model provided by: Cristina BercovitznPost ProductionnEditor: Nick RoneynVFX by: Nick Roney, Andrew Finch Tanner Merill VFXnCG Modelling by: Robert Sundelin. Vitaliy HavrylyuknColor by Tashi TrieunSpecial thanks to Spencer Creigh, Tim Hendrix, Dan Carr, Greg Cotten, Andrew Finch, Cameron Dutrann“Going Down” written by George Watsky & Mikos da GawdnProduced by Mikos da GawdnKeyboard- Julian LenBass- Kurt BlankenshipnHarp- Ruriko TeradanCello- Daniel LimnMixed by Andrew OedelnMastered by Howie Weisenberg & Gentry StudernnVerse 1nI’m breathing deep then I leap in I’m going undernlike eating that V’s the key to how we can beat global hungernachieve total peace on earth, I’m a freak, I’m a local wondernMore lung capacity than Freddy Mercury vocal numbersnI plunder the briny deep, a spelunker plunging innhunkering down in between those puffy pink walls like a fallout bunkernand if never emerge to the surface don’t gimme shitnin twenty years I’m back like Kimmy Schmidt (wassup)nHold up, wait! (Hold up, wait) Cause I really gotta set one thing straightnI’m not chowing on the chocha so that you’ll reciprocatenI just go in (go in) no strings (no strings)ntastes great (tastes great) fun times (vitamins!)nI got a wand tongue, I’m doing sorcerynIf you don’t want none, well that’s just more for me!nnVerse 2nI’m going down on you like I like it but bruh I’m lyin’nCause I don’t like it ,I luh it, that shit’s my valentine!none tiny warning—I’m dining on your gourmet form until the morningnperforming like it’ll stop global warmingnmy pallet has got no equal. Talent could vanquish evilnand maybe make Rick Moranis be in the Ghostbusters sequelnone taste and I’m wailing “god bless” (god bless!)nUntil you quiver I will not rest (not rest)nlicking repeatedly, like your beaver’s a Square reader nand my tongue is a VISA debit card that failed to processnit’s like the Miracle Worker and I’m blind and I’m deaf and dumbnplus each inch my body’s numb except for the tip of my tonguenand each Wikipedia topic’s printed in microscopic raised ink on your clit so the single option I got to know something about this wonderful globe that we come from’s to locate your swollen bean and then probe the folds of it fiendishly til you cum about infinity timesnAnd baby that isn’t a crimennVerse 3 nGiven our planet’s gender rationit’d be a mockery glossing over fellatio (there he go)nmeaning that really fucking quicknI gotta touch on sucking dick!nmany guys visualize giving BJs And say “eww”nBut can we just please give smoking pole a calm objective view?nI’m pretty straight, but I’ll state, sexuality’s an arcnmaybe I can suck a flashlight so my soul will not be dark.nWhy couldn’t I get sexual with a man at all?nAt thirteen I was in my bedroom fucking stuffed animalsnif I can bang an inanimate object can’t I jam the crotch of a man nin my jaw and softly massage it?nfellas vomit like “what if the sausage is smelling hella funky?”nDon’t you wash your fucking junk, B?nOf course I wouldn’t devour icky salaminbut that goes the same for encountering stinky punaninso in this scenario where I brush my teeth with a penisnlet’s assume that the penis we’re dealing with sparkles the cleanest of all nPenis penis on the wall, with those well proportioned balls!nnVerse 4nSo let’s say you’re okay with your lips around a cocknbut you still can’t wrap your mind around the final moneyshotndon’t give up if the nut is what truly makes it foulnthen just get him close to busting and hand him a paper towel.nyup! no gravy on your chinnyup! everybody winsnyup! squirrel to an acornndudes like to look dicks in their straight pornnPut your hands up if you got hangups!nPut your hands up if you got hangups!nIf I could get with it I’d have a wider ocean I’m fishing innBut I’m inhibited by my social conditioningnSo where my head’s at present the odds are gloomynThat I would agree to feast on a D that’s presented to menBut—I’m not officially ruling outnthat at some point in my life I’ll have a dingaling in my mouth Less
