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Hook

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Skladba Hook vyšla 1. ledna 1994 A&M na albu Four

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TEXTY

Hudební video

Hudební video

Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Bobby Sheehan

Bass Guitar

Brendan Hill

Drums

Chandler Kinchla

Chandler Kinchla

Guitar

John Popper

Harmonica

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

John Popper

Songwriter

Blues Traveler

Arranger

Michael Barbiero

Michael Barbiero

Arranger

Steve Thompson

Arranger

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Michael Barbiero

Michael Barbiero

Mixing Engineer

Steve Thompson

Mixing Engineer

Greg Calbi

Mastering Engineer

Texty

[Verse 1]

It doesn't matter what I say

So long as I sing with inflection

That makes you feel I'll convey

Some inner truth or vast reflection

[Verse 2]

But I've said nothing so far

And I can keep it up for as long as it takes

And it don't matter who you are

If I'm doin' my job, it's your resolve that breaks

[Chorus]

Because the hook brings you back

I ain't tellin' you no lie

The hook brings you back

On that you can rely

[Verse 3]

There is something amiss

I am being insincere

In fact, I don't mean any of this

Still my confession draws you near

[Verse 4]

To confuse the issue I refer

To familiar heroes from long ago

No matter how much Peter loved her

What made the Pan refuse to grow

[Chorus]

Was that the hook brings you back

I ain't tellin' you no lie

The hook brings you back, yeah

On that you can rely

[Verse 5]

Suck it in, suck it in, suck it in

If you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn

Make a desperate move or else you'll win

And then begin to see what you're doin' to me

This MTV is not for free

It's so PC, it's killing me

So desperately I'll sing thee of love

[Verse 6]

Sure, but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self

And I can't keep these feelings on the shelf

I've tried, well, no, in fact I lied

Could be financial suicide, but I got too much pride inside

[Verse 7]

To hide or slide, I'll do as I'll decide

And let it ride until I die

And only then shall I abide this tide of catchy little tunes

Of hip three-minute ditties

I wanna bust all your balloons

I wanna burn all of your cities to the ground

[Verse 8]

I've found I will not mess around

Unless I play, then, hey, I will go on all day

Hear what I say, I have a prayer to pray

That's really all this was

When I'm feelin' stuck and need a buck

I don't rely on luck because

[Chorus]

The hook brings you back

I ain't tellin' you no lie

The hook

On that you can rely

Written by: John Popper

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