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PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Byrne
David Byrne
Guitar
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Keyboards
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Background Vocals
Alex Weir
Alex Weir
Guitar
Wally Badarou
Wally Badarou
Synthesizer
Christopher Frantz
Christopher Frantz
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Byrne
David Byrne
Songwriter
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Composer
Christopher Frantz
Christopher Frantz
Composer
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Talking Heads
Talking Heads
Producer
Chris Frantz
Chris Frantz
Producer
David Byrne
David Byrne
Cover Art
Alex Sadkin
Alex Sadkin
Mixing Engineer
Franklin Gibson
Franklin Gibson
Assistant Engineer
Jay Mark
Jay Mark
Assistant Engineer
John Convertino
John Convertino
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Butch Jones
Butch Jones
Recording Engineer

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That was all Heh-heh Now let me tell you a story The devil, he has a plan A bag of bones in his pocket Get anything you want No dust and no rocks The whole thing is over All those beauties in solid motion All those beauties, they're gonna swallow you up Let's go Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi Hi One time too many Too far to go Hi, we've come to take you home And when they split those atoms, it's hotter than the sun Blood is a special substance, and they're gonna pray for that man So wake up, young lovers The whole thing is over Watch out! Touch monkeys All that blood gonna swallow you whole Let's go Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi (oh) Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi Hi What's that? Who's drivin'? Where we goin'? Who knows? Hi, we've come to take you home, ooh How many people do you think I am? Pretend I am somebody else You can pretend I'm a millionaire, a millionaire washin' his hands Rattle the bones, dreams that stick out A medical chart on the wall Soft violins, hands touch your throat Everyone wants to explode! Now when your hands get dirty Nobody knows you at all Don't have a window to slip out of Lights on, nobody home Click, click, see ya later Beta beta, no time to rest Pika pika, risky business All that blood'll never cover that mess Let's go! Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi Hi So soft, hard feelings No tricks, let's go Hi, we've come to take you home Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi Hi Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi Hi Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi Hi Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi
Writer(s): Tina Weymouth, Chris Franz, David Byrne, Jerry Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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