Musikvideo
Vorgestellt in
Top-Songs von Talking Heads
Ähnliche Songs
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Talking Heads
Performer
Chris Frantz
Drums
David Byrne
Keyboards
Jerry Harrison
Keyboards
Tina Weymouth
Bass Guitar
Stan Harrison
Alto Saxophone
Lenny Pickett
Tenor Saxophone
Angel Fernandez
Trumpet
Steve Elson
Baritone Saxophone
Abou M'Boup
Percussion
Earl Gardner
Trumpet
Yves N'jock
Guitar
Wally Badarou
Keyboards
Robyn Eubanks
Sackbut
Laurie Frink
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Frantz
Songwriter
David Byrne
Songwriter
Jerry Harrison
Songwriter
Tina Weymouth
Songwriter
Lenny Pickett
Horn Arranger
Angel Fernandez
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Frantz
Producer
David Byrne
Producer
Jerry Harrison
Producer
Tina Weymouth
Producer
NICK DELRE
Assistant Engineer
Jean-Loup Morette
Assistant Engineer
Joseph Williams
Assistant Engineer
Jack Skinner
Mastering Engineer
Steve Lillywhite
Producer
Mark Wallis
Mixing Engineer
Fernando Kral
Overdub Engineer
Richard Manwaring
Recording Engineer
Songtexte
Signs, signs are lost
Signs disappeared
Turn invisible
Got no sign
Somebody got busted
Got a face of stone and a
Ghostwritten biography
Dogs started rushin' in
Hungry for some food
Dogs started twitching
And they're looking at you
It was light by five
Torn all apart
All in the name of democracy
He's hurt, he's dying
Claimed he was a terrorist
Claimed to avert a catastrophe
Someone should've told him
That the buck stops here
No one ever said
That he was involved with thieves
They're blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
No sense of harmony, no sense of time
Don't mention harmony, say
"What is it? What is it? What is it?"
Give a little shock, and he raises his hand
Somebody shouts out, says
"What is it? What is it? What is it?"
He was shot down in the night!
People ride by but his body's still alive
The girl in the window, what has she done?
She looks down at me and says
"I don't wanna die!"
And I'm blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Somebody could have told us where they go
Crawling all around looking for foot, foot, footprints
Now tell me what the hell have we become?
Some dirty little bastards, what the hell is going on?
No sense of harmony, no sense of time
Don't mention harmony, say
"What is it? What is it? What is it?"
Give a little shock, and he raises his hand
Somebody shouts out, says
"What is it? What is it? What is it?"
He was shot down in the night
People ride by but his body's still alive
Girl in the window what has she done?
She looks down at me and says
"I don't want to die!"
An' it's blind and they're blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
And I'm blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Writer(s): David Byrne, Tina Weymouth, Chris Frantz, Jerry Harrison
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com