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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Robbie Williams
Chant
Rufus Wainwright
Chant
Guy Chambers
Guitare
Karl Brazil
Batterie
Richard Flack
Percussion
Steve Sidwell
Direction d’orchestre
Ryan Quigley
Trompette
Simon Gardner
Trompette
Paul Spong
Trompette
Mike Lovatt
Trompette
Chris Dean
Trombone
Andy Wood
Trombone
Nigel Barr
Trombone basse
Nigel Hitchcock
Saxophone alto
Graeme Blevins
Saxophone alto
Jamie Talbot
Saxophone ténor
Ben Castle
Saxophone ténor
Martin Williams
Saxophone baryton
Alistair White
Trombone
Helena Bonham Carter
Voix supplémentaires
London Session Orchestra
Orchestre
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Robbie Williams
Paroles/Composition
Rufus Wainwright
Paroles/Composition
Guy Chambers
Orchestration
Steve Sidwell
Orchestration
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Guy Chambers
Production
Richard Flack
Production
Steve Price
Ingénierie des instruments à cordes
Felix Rashman
Ingénieries complémentaires
Chris Gehringer
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Everyone's suggesting, inferring, in bold type
The idiots and actually the minority
That I'm wasted, that I'm strung out
They all should be wondering why the hell I'm not!
I'm gonna speak my truth, I think I'm losing it
Feel kinda liberated, just a little bit
And I'm a Big Mac short of a happy meal
Not sure what to say or how to feel
Checking into Hotel Crazy,
Leaving all my bags in lobby
The velvet stairs don't make a sound
As we're heading up to higher ground
Holding onto something that's gone in the wind
Holding onto something that's gone in the wind
I've got the right to vote, and I can reproduce
And I can tell a lie, just like I tell the truth
I have crazy thoughts, I do crazy deeds
I have special times, for my special needs
I present myself as a normal dude
Look you in the eye when I talk to you
Just a touch of the old socio
Is it empathy I guess I'll never know
It's sensational, I really only care about me
And if it's the end of the road, I want a new road
And the only thing they should be checking out is my ass!
Checking into Hotel Crazy,
Leaving all my bags in lobby
The velvet stairs don't make a sound
As we're heading up to higher ground
Checking into Hotel Crazy, do disturb me
Gonna make you mad, gonna make you sad,
Gonna make you wanna be here
Holding onto something that's gone in the wind
Holding onto something that's gone in the wind
Holding onto something that's gone in the wind
Holding onto something that's gone in the wind
I think I can do it, I think I can do it
I think I can do it, I think I can do this
I think I can do it, I think I can do it
I think I can do this, I think I can do it
Writer(s): Robert Peter Williams, Guy Antony Chambers, Rufus Wainwright
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