Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
The Pinpricks
Voz principal
Alex Henke
Guitarra eléctrica
Denny Meißner
Guitarra eléctrica
Ronja Kaminsky
Voz principal
Nils Degenhardt
Bajo eléctrico
Laureena Wawerla
Voces de fondo
Paulina Wawerla
Voces de fondo
Ivana Kroschier
Voces de fondo
Josy Hartmann
Voces de fondo
Oliver Friedrich
Batería
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Alex Henke
Autoría
Ronja Kaminsky
Autoría
Nils Degenhardt
Autoría
Jan Borowski
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Alex Henke
Producción
k.mikaaze
Producción
Denny Meißner
Producción
Olman Viper
Masterización
Letra
(Fire)
(Bang! Bang!)
You stole my heart and my car
You drank all my beers and went out for the bar
You took my dad's guitar, you cannot even play
You can't afford the rent this month, guess who paid?
I'm pretty sure you messed up my sofa
With some Italian bitch, like fucking Casanova
When you were high and your cards were low
I never had a doubt, I never had a doubt, though
It's time, you move your ass
Cause mommy bought some gas
Chorus:
You're such a
Liar! Liar!
I wanna set you on
Fire! Fire!
You are the worst kid
You said a thousand times
that we're gonna quit
But then you needed cash
and you just never did
You're such a
Liar! Liar!
I wanna set you on
Fire! Fire!
You are a freak, boy
There is gasoline on my back seat
Now you are hot and I'm not sweet
You always slept, when I had to work
You even wrecked my bike, you stupid jerk
Yeah no dough, is your no go
But I never let it go, I never let it go, no
Far away from a place called home
Tried not to drown on my own
And God knows, boy I tried
I guess counting on you has never been right
Chorus
Now you are hot and I'm not sorry
And now you feel sorry (bang, bang)
but I'm not sorry! (bang, bang)
I'm not sorry (bang, bang)
Cause you're a
Liar! Liar!
I wanna set you on
Fire! Fire!
You are a freak, boy
Gimme that gas
Gimme that lighter
I make you bang bang
Chorus
Now you are hot and I'm not sweet, sorry
Written by: Alex Henke, Jan Borowski, Nils Degenhardt, Ronja Kaminsky