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PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Craig Berman
David Craig Berman
Guitar
Matt Hunter
Matt Hunter
Guitar
Michael Deming
Michael Deming
Keyboards
Peyton Pinkerton
Peyton Pinkerton
Bass
Rian Murphy
Rian Murphy
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Craig Berman
David Craig Berman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Deming
Michael Deming
Engineer
Rian Murphy
Rian Murphy
Producer
The Shadwell Cougars
The Shadwell Cougars
Producer
Tom Monahan
Tom Monahan
Engineer

Letras

I passed out on the fourteenth floor The CPR was so erotic A blizzard blew in through the door And little glowing cum buckets in her ankles O Dallas you shine with an evil light O Dallas you shine with an evil light How'd you turn a billion steers Into buildings made of mirrors, And why am I drawn to you tonight? Once you taste the geometry of a church in a cul-de-sac You're gonna wanna sit with the bad kids in the back Cruising down Commerce Killing time in the blazing sun Is it true your analyst was a placekicker for the Falcons? We saw B.B. King on General Hospital In the Oak Cliff dram house where we stayed And when Clancy whipped her with his belt buckle We cleaned her cuts and then we prayed O Dallas you shine with an evil light Don't you know that God stays up all night? And how'd you turn a billion steers Into buildings made of mirrors, And why am I drawn to you tonight? Watching the makeup girls make out with the mannequins "Hey boys, supper's on me, our record just went aluminum" Poor as a mouse every morning Rich as a cat every night Some kind of strange magic happens When the city turns on her lights
Writer(s): David Craig Berman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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