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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave Rhea
Dave Rhea
Guitar
Vaughn Rhea
Vaughn Rhea
Lead Vocals
Jeff Irizarry
Jeff Irizarry
Drums
Todd Hackenburg
Todd Hackenburg
Lead Guitar
Garrett Coleman
Garrett Coleman
Rhythm Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chuck Shea
Chuck Shea
Songwriter
Dave Rhea
Dave Rhea
Songwriter
Marc Tanner
Marc Tanner
Songwriter
Vaughn Rhea
Vaughn Rhea
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marc Tanner
Marc Tanner
Producer
Chris Holmes
Chris Holmes
Assistant Engineer
Erik Reichers
Erik Reichers
Assistant Engineer
G. Tharp
G. Tharp
Assistant Engineer
Robert Read
Robert Read
Assistant Engineer
Jeff Hanson
Jeff Hanson
Executive Producer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Marc Greene
Marc Greene
Recording Engineer
David Thoener
David Thoener
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Work hard all your life, gain a friend or two 'Cause you know you might just need them Well, if your dream are real Take time, get it right, you could be the one With the light that shines around you Something they can't steal Come in, have a chair, man, we love your sound Now we love your hair, come on, boy Can you fill these shoes? Step back, take a look, you could rule the world With your style, your hooks, come on, boy That you just can't refuse Oh yeah, here it comes Take a little more than the people give you Oh yeah, livin' like a game Oh no, there it goes Where is all the love that the people showed you? Oh no, where is all this fame? I've seen the good times The limousines and cigars and fine wines That only led to the scars and hard times That seem to come your way Livin' large can be a hard life Give a little more to the people who have made you What you are today Oh yeah, here it comes Take a little more than the people give you Oh yeah, livin' like a game Oh no, there it goes Where is all the love that the people showed you? Oh no, where is all this fame? Oh yeah, here it comes Take a little more than the people give you Oh yeah, livin' like a game Oh no, there it goes Where is all the love that the people showed you? Oh no, where is all this fame? Oh yeah, here it comes Take a little more than the people give you Oh yeah, livin' like a game Oh no, there it goes Where is all the love that the people showed you? Oh no, where is all this fame? Yeah
Writer(s): David Bowie, John Lennon, Carlos Alomar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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