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Scratch the Surface
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Scratch the Surface fue lanzado el 1 de enero de 1989 por UMC (Universal Music Catalogue) como parte del álbum Scratch the Surface
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Fecha de lanzamiento1 de enero de 1989
Sello discográficoUMC (Universal Music Catalogue)
LanguageEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM98

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Hipsway
Hipsway
Intérprete
Grahame Skinner
Grahame Skinner
Voces
Pim Jones
Pim Jones
Guitarra
John McElhone
John McElhone
Bajo eléctrico
Stephen Ferrera
Stephen Ferrera
Batería
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Grahame Skinner
Grahame Skinner
Composición
S. Jones
S. Jones
Composición
Henry Travers
Henry Travers
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Phil Galdston
Phil Galdston
Producción
Hugh Padgham
Hugh Padgham
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

Singing in a language not her own
Sleeping on the floor of every other home
Immortal lips, immortal lips, I once kissed a star
Whose burning desire left me with a scar
That was when she had a fever
A fever that she hoped would never leave her
Everything she'd say, yeah, everything she'd do
Were always ways of trying to get back to you
Words like the closer to yesterday, the better for me
I had many offers, but turned them away
I don't want to get by with what will do
I don't want no life without you
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
To what extent can you defend
An attitude that will not bend?
Wouldn't you gladly leave behind
The part of you that is so unkind?
So unkind
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
Gotta, gotta, get together
Gotta, gotta, yeah, get together
Gotta, gotta, get together
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
Gotta, gotta, get together
Gotta, gotta, get together
Written by: Grahame Skinner, Henry Travers, S. Jones
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