ミュージックビデオ
同様の曲
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Harry McVeigh
Vocals
Charles Cave
Bass Guitar
Jack Lawrence-Brown
Drums
White Lies
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry McVeigh
Lyrics
Charles Cave
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darren Lawson
Engineer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
Paul-Edouard Laurendeau
Engineer
Ed Buller
Producer
Geoff Swan
Assistant Mixing Engineer
John Davis
Mastering Engineer
歌詞
The city stays high, all night
Lit up and shivering
Like a pinball table of fireflies
An echo of home, on the edge of life
Shot through the veins of an angel
I'm a devil in exile
But if you have forgotten
Your precious mother tongue
What do you think your mother
Would say of what you've done?
And if you can't remember the place
You call a home, or having trouble placing
Who's calling on the phone...
Dip the nose of the car to the sugar lines
Out to the desert
Under cinnamon hills and moonshine
He said 'what can I do to make you mine?'
Kiss out the twang from my lips
On the way to big-time
But if you have forgotten
Your precious mother tongue
What do you think your mother
Would say of what you've done?
And if you can't remember the place
You call a home, or having trouble placing
Who's calling on the phone
Who's calling on the phone...
Forgot your mother tongue
Forgot your mother tongue
Forgot your mother tongue
Forgot your mother tongue
But if you have forgotten
Your precious mother tongue
What do you think your mother
Would say of what you've done?
And if you can't remember the place
You call a home, or having trouble placing
Who's calling on the phone
But if you have forgotten
Your precious mother tongue
What do you think your mother
Would say of what you've done?
And if you can't remember the place
You call a home, or having trouble placing
Who's calling on the phone
Writer(s): Harry Mcveigh, Charles Cave, Jack Brown
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