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Running
36.109
Auf Tour
Alternative
Running wurde am 6. September 2024 von Domino Recording Co als Teil des Albums WOOF. veröffentlicht
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AlbumWOOF.
Veröffentlichungsdatum6. September 2024
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM164

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fat Dog
Fat Dog
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Love
Joe Love
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe Love
Joe Love
Producer
Darren Jones
Darren Jones
Engineer
James Ford
James Ford
Producer, Mixing Engineer
Jimmy Robertson
Jimmy Robertson
Engineer, Producer
Gamaliel Traynor
Gamaliel Traynor
Engineer
Joel Burton
Joel Burton
Engineer
Caesar Edmunds
Caesar Edmunds
Immersive Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

[Intro]
I said wake me up, wake me up when the shooting starts
I'm going to pack my bag, find a hill, watch it from afar
I said wake me up, wake me up when the shooting starts
I'm going to pack my bag, find a hill, watch it from afar
[Verse 1]
'Cause he's a bad, bad puta madre now
And he likes to see a blow
And he's got no Bible on his chest
He just had some snow
[PreChorus]
Let it bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Let it bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Let it bang
[Chorus]
Oh my God
I was playing Lucy when I should have played God
Looking to the left, should have been right
Only Lucy can hold me tight
[Chorus]
I said, oh my God
I was playing Lucy when I should have played God
Looking to the left, should have been right
Only Lucy can hold me tight
[Verse 2]
I need a van, take it overseas
I need a brother on set looking dead at me
I need a, I need a call to the holy ground
And tell me what you want, what you really want, baby
[Verse 3]
I heard the shots, come and cover me
I run 61 miles from another me
I need a, I need a call to the holy ground
And tell me what you want, what you really want
[Verse 4]
Said you can't wake me up, wake me up when the shooting starts
I'm going to pack my bag, find a hill, watch it from afar
I said wake me up, wake me up when the shooting starts
I'm going to pack my bag, find a hill, watch it from afar
[Verse 5]
'Cause he's a bad, bad puta madre now
And he likes to see a blow
And he's got no Bible on his chest
He just had some snow
[PreChorus]
Let it bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Let it bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Let it bang
[Chorus]
Oh my God
I was playing Lucy when I should have played God
Looking to the left, should have been right
Only Lucy can hold me tight
[Chorus]
I said, oh my God
I was playing Lucy when I should have played God
Looking to the left, should have been right
Only Lucy can hold me tight
[Verse 6]
I need a van, take it overseas
I need a brother on set looking dead at me
I need a, I need a call to the holy ground
And tell me what you want, what you really want, baby
[Verse 7]
I swam a while in regretamine
I took an iced bath with David Fettafin
I need a, I need a call to the holy ground
And tell me what you want, what you really want, baby
[Bridge]
I said blue black, baby, on the telephone
I'm in the calling light now, baby
Won't you leave me alone?
I said blue black, baby, on the telephone
I'm in the calling light now, baby
Won't you leave me alone?
[Bridge]
And you answer my question
Is it only a bomb?
Well, you can be my bum, bum
I'm in the twilight zone
[Verse 8]
Bitch, I'm running, running, running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running, running, running, running
From the grey thoughts in my mind
Bitch, I'm running, running, running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running, running, running, running
From the grey thoughts in my mind
Don't blow me high
[Bridge]
I said blue black, baby, on the telephone
I'm in the calling light now, baby
Won't you leave me alone?
[Verse 9]
Bitch, I'm running, running, running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running, running, running, running
From the grey thoughts in my mind
Bitch, I'm running, running, running, running, running, running, running
Running, running, running, running, running, running, running
From the grey thoughts in my mind
Don't blow me high
Written by: Joe Love
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