Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tim Lauer
Keyboards
Luke Spiller
Vocals
Adam Slack
Electric Guitar
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Jed Elliott
Bass Guitar
Gethin Davies
Drums
David Angell
Violin
Jenny Bifano
Violin
Alicia Enstrom
Violin
Jung-Min Shin
Violin
Chris Farrell
Viola
Kristin Wilkinson
Viola
Kevin Bate
Cello
Carole Rabinowitz
Cello
SACCO
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Hunter
Songwriter
Tim Lauer
String Arranger
The Struts
Arranger
Tom Bukovac
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Struts
Producer
Julian Raymond
Producer
Scott Borchetta
Executive Producer
Howard Willing
Recording Engineer
Trenton Woodman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Louis Remenapp
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lars Fox
Editing Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Brian Judd
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Adam Chagnon
Additional Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Eric Borash
Guitar Technician
Paul Simmons
Drum Technician
Lyrics
When I was just 16
I stood waiting for a dream
At Barker's Street bus station every night
When I tried to get it on
She just looked at me with scorn
My courage turned to fear and I took flight
For those looks, they seemed to say
You ain't nothin', go away
You're just a face in the crowd
So I went home and I vowed
I'm gonna be somebody, someday
Her name was Irene Wilde
Oh, such beauty for a child
When she started dating boys, I nearly died
For I could not barely stand
Seeing anyone hold her hand
I felt I had to crawl away and hide
In my mother's sunny room
I composed so many tunes
They were all the same, just a frame
For a name and just to say
I'm gonna be somebody, someday
Wilde is your name
As you left that country town
I'd been around, I'd seen some fame
I'd seen some ups, I'd seen some downs
Smile through your shock
When you hear your name aloud
It's that face in the crowd
I didn't dig it, I'm much too proud
When I was just 16
I stood waiting for that dream
At Barker's Street bus station non-affair
At the time, it seemed so sad
But it didn't turn out bad
If she hadn't turned me down
I'd still be there
You know I think those folks agree
A little put down makes them see
They ain't no chain, they're just the link
And that's why she made me think
I'm gonna be somebody, be somebody
Be somebody, someday
Writer(s): Ian Hunter
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