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Jericho
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Jericho fue lanzado el 1 de octubre de 1985 por Rhino/Elektra como parte del álbum Picture Book (Expanded Version)
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Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Mick Hucknall
Mick Hucknall
Voz principal
Chris Joyce
Chris Joyce
Batería
Fritz McIntyre
Fritz McIntyre
Teclados
Tim Kellett
Tim Kellett
Trompeta
Tony Bowers
Tony Bowers
Bajo eléctrico
Ronnie Ross
Ronnie Ross
Saxofón barítono
Ian Dickson
Ian Dickson
Saxofón tenor
Sylvan Richardson
Sylvan Richardson
Guitarra
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Mick Hucknall
Mick Hucknall
Autoría
Chris Joyce
Chris Joyce
Arreglista
David Fryman
David Fryman
Arreglista
Fritz McIntyre
Fritz McIntyre
Arreglista
Tim Kellett
Tim Kellett
Arreglista
Tony Bowers
Tony Bowers
Arreglista
Sylvan Richardson
Sylvan Richardson
Arreglista
Producción e ingeniería
Chris Dickie
Chris Dickie
Ingeniería de mezcla
Arun Chakraverty
Arun Chakraverty
Masterización
Stewart Levine
Stewart Levine
Producción
Femi Jiya
Femi Jiya
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

Listen boy, I'll tell you a thing
I'll make you a career in the business I'm in
I'll make you rich, I'll make you a toy
I'll make you turn over into my little boy
Y'see, I'm going somewhere
I don't know what I'm gonna do when, when I get there
You know money's a thing, your only inspiration
And your only meaning
You must think that all I do
Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you
You can fall when I will climb
But I'll be falling over just by having you in my mind
Mend that fight, oh listen to them
Kickin' up a ball inside a Jericho wall
Mend that fight, it's all twisted through them
If you ain't rich then you won't go to the ball
Having mercy and licking up love
And moving through your ocean like I've never had enough
Y'see, you ain't all I want
You're everything and more that I have ever hoped for
You must think that all I do
Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you
You can fall when I will climb
But I'll be falling over just by having you in mind
Mend that fight, oh listen to them
Kickin' up a ball inside a Jericho wall
Mend that fight, it's twisted through them
I'm rich, you ain't, so you won't go to the ball
You won't go to the ball
You won't go to the ball
You won't go, you won't go
You won't go to the ball
You won't go to the ball
You won't go to the ball
You won't go, you won't go
You won't go to the ball
Yeah, well you must think that all I do
Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you
You can fall when I will climb
But I'll be falling over just by having you in my mind
Mend that fight, oh listen to them
Kickin' up a ball outside a Number 10 wall
Mend that fight, it's twisted through them
I'm rich, you ain't, so you won't go to the ball, no more
You won't go to the ball
You won't go to the ball
You won't go, you won't go
You won't go to the ball
You won't go to the ball
You won't go to the ball
You won't go, you won't go
You won't go to the ball
Yeah, if you ain't got nothing, oh nothing
You'll never go there, you'll never go there
Oh, if you ain't got nothing, yeah
You'll never go there, you'll never go there
I tried to make you see
I tell you, I'd had enough
Money was a thing, money was a thing
Money was a thing that I believed in
I tried to make you see
I tell you, I'd had enough
Money was a thing, money was a thing
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money
You know I may (you know I may)
Money was a thing, money was a thing
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Money was a thing, money was a thing
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money
You'll never go there
Money was a thing
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Money was a thing
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money...
Oh yeah
Money was a thing, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Written by: Mick Hucknall
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