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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Garbage
Performer
Daniel Shulman
Electric Bass Guitar
Shirley Manson
Vocals
Todd Malcolm Michiles
Scratches
Duke Erikson
Bass Guitar
Jon J. Vriesacker
Violin
Steve Marker
Electric Guitar
Michael Masley
Cimbalom
Butch Vig
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shirley Manson
Songwriter
Duke Erikson
Songwriter
Steve Marker
Songwriter
Butch Vig
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Garbage
Producer
Shirley Manson
Producer
Duke Erikson
Producer
Steve Marker
Producer
Butch Vig
Producer
Billy Bush
Recording Engineer
Mike Zirkel
Recording Engineer
Scott Hull
Mastering Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Songtexte
I'm stressed but you're freestyle
I'm overworked but I'm undersexed
I must be made of concrete
I sign my name across your chest
Give out the same old answers
I trot them out for the relatives
Company tried and tested
I use the ones that I love the best
Like an animal you're moving over me
Like an animal you're moving over me
When did I get perverted
I can't remember your name
I'm growing introverted
You touch my hand and it's not the same
This was so unexpected
I never thought I'd get caught
Play boomerang with your demons
Shoot to kill and you'll pop them off
BANG! BANG!
Like an animal you're moving over me
Like an animal you're moving over me
You should be sleeping, my love
Tell me what you're dreaming of
You should be sleeping, my love
Tell me what you're dreaming of
You should be sleeping, my love
Tell me what you're dreaming of
You should be sleeping, my love
Tell me what you're dreaming of
I knew you were mine for the taking
I knew you were mine for the taking
I knew you were mine for the taking
When I walked in the room
I knew you were mine for the taking
I knew you were mine for the taking
Your eyes light up
When I walk in the room
A hammering in my head don't stop
In the bullet train from Tokyo
To Los Angeles
I'm leaving you behind
A flash in the pan
A storm in a teacup
A needle in a haystack
A prize for the winning
A dead for the raising
A catch for the chasing
A jewel for the choosing
A man for the making in this blistering heat
Sweat it all out
Sweat it all out
With your bedroom eyes and your baby pouts
Sweat it all out
In our electric storms and our shifting sands
Our candy jars and our sticky hands
Sweat it all out
Sweat it all out
Sweat it all out
Sweat it all out
Sweat it all out
Sweat it all out
Don't forget what I wrote you then
And don't forget what I told you then
And don't forget I that I'm meant to win
And don't forget your ventolin
So a hammering in my head don't stop
In the bullet train from Tokyo to Los Angeles
Writer(s): Shirley Manson, Butch Vig, Doug Erikson, Steve Marker
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