Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Belle and Sebastian
Belle and Sebastian
Performer
Bob Kildea
Bob Kildea
Bass Guitar
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Synthesizer
Mick Cooke
Mick Cooke
Guitar
Richard William Colburn
Richard William Colburn
Drums
Stuart Murdoch
Stuart Murdoch
Vocals
Sarah Ann Martin
Sarah Ann Martin
Synthesizer
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Electric Guitar
Tony Hoffer
Tony Hoffer
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Kildea
Bob Kildea
Songwriter
Stevie Jackson
Stevie Jackson
Composer
Mick Cooke
Mick Cooke
Songwriter
Richard William Colburn
Richard William Colburn
Songwriter
Stuart Murdoch
Stuart Murdoch
Songwriter
Sarah Ann Martin
Sarah Ann Martin
Songwriter
Chris Geddes
Chris Geddes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cameron Lister
Cameron Lister
Engineer
Todd Burke
Todd Burke
Engineer
Tony Hoffer
Tony Hoffer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Come On Sister" Six in the morning The men started working I can't sleep No, I can't sleep I keep feeling the lights So I think I should get up and call you Going to find you And it's fun Thinking of you like a movie star And it's dumb Thinking of you like the way that you were Everyone loves you The boy in the corner The postman The policeman It does me no good To keep looking ahead at your future Adoration And it's fun Thinking of you like a movie star And it's dumb Thinking of you like the way that you were Every moment like a sudden pleasure Every moment that will get you by And it's going to cause a crisis Might just lose a little faith I've seen all kinds of strangers The rich and the famous They don't count No, they don't count Now I'm back on my beat On the same greasy street There's an angel on my shoulder Saying, "Ho, have you ever said an honest word?" Saying, "Yo, have you ever said a pretty word?" Every moment like a sudden pleasure Every moment that will get you by And it's going to cause a crisis Might just lose a little faith Don't touch me If you touch me you could never go back Faith Come on, sister have a drink Have a seat at the bar Tell me all about your men And your hopes And the hours of your life You could love After all that's what you're looking for You can love It's a currency unspoken of But it's hard to form a good opinion Yet you're going to look at me that way And it's going to cause a crisis Might just lose a little faith Don't touch me If you touch me you can never go back Faith Come on, sister have a drink Have a seat at the bar Tell me all about your men And your hopes And the hours of your life
Writer(s): Stuart Murdoch, Christopher Geddes, Michael Cooke, Stephen Jackson, Bob Kildea, Sarah Martin, Richard Colburn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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