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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pixies
Pixies
Performer
Black Francis
Black Francis
Vocals
David Lovering
David Lovering
Drums
Joey Santiago
Joey Santiago
Electric Guitar
Kim Deal
Kim Deal
Bass Guitar
Eric Drew Feldman
Eric Drew Feldman
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jim Reid
Jim Reid
Songwriter
William Reid
William Reid
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gil Norton
Gil Norton
Producer

Lyrics

As soon as I get my head around you I come around catching sparks off you I'm getting electric shocks from you That secondhand living just won't do And the way I feel tonight I could die and I wouldn't mind And there's something going on inside Makes you wanna feel Makes you wanna try Makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky And I can't stand up I can't cool down I can't get my head off the ground As soon as I get my head around you I come around catching sparks off you And all I ever got from you Was all I ever took from you Yeah, the world could die in pain And I wouldn't feel no shame And there's nothing holding me to blame Makes you wanna feel Makes you wanna try Makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky And I'm taking myself to a dirty part of town Where all my troubles can't be found I said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm taking myself to a dirty part of town Where all my troubles can't be found Makes you wanna feel Makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky
Writer(s): James Mcleish Reid, William Adam Reid Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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