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Bully Bully
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Rock
Bully Bully fue lanzado el 1 de enero de 1979 por Atlantic Records como parte del álbum On
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ÁlbumOn
Fecha de lanzamiento1 de enero de 1979
Sello discográficoAtlantic Records
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM121

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Off Broadway
Off Broadway
Intérprete
Cliff Johnson
Cliff Johnson
Voces
John Ivan
John Ivan
Guitarra
Jai Winding
Jai Winding
Músico
Ken Adamany
Ken Adamany
Músico
Nels Israelson
Nels Israelson
Músico
John Pazdan
John Pazdan
Voces de fondo
Rob Harding
Rob Harding
Guitarra
Ken Harck
Ken Harck
Batería
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Cliff Johnson
Cliff Johnson
Composición
John Ivan
John Ivan
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Tom Werman
Tom Werman
Producción

Letra

Lookin' back
All I ever wanted was to go to school
And get a rocking band
Playin' all the dances could be really cool
We got a date
Friday night, a mixer at the high school gym
The band was hot
Everybody rockin' 'til the jerks rolled in
Who let them in?
They stroll around
And stare you down so low
They wanna push you down
Put you down so low
What do they know?
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
It started fine
Everybody dancing, havin' F-U-N
But late that night
It looked as though we'd have to face
The "angry ten"
And there he stood
A spineless, mindless moron
With a hippo build
And then I knew
I understood the feeling that I might be killed
I could be killed
He came around
To track me down, it's true
He wanna bring me down
And hold me down, it's true
What can I do?
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
(Gonna wreck the show)
Hey, what makes you so angry?
(Gonna bust your nose)
Hey, don't get down on me
All we wanna do
Is rock you, mister, can't you see?
(Are you boy or girl?)
I'm a bigger boy than you are
(Prove it, Mr. Big)
The proof is in the band
Won't you just relax?
We gotta make you understand
He made his move
He shook it up and sprayed his beer
All over me
I blew my cool
I lifted my guitar
And busted out his teeth
Oh, yeah
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Ooh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Bully, bully
Oh, bully, bully
Written by: Cliff Johnson, John Ivan
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