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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams
Chant
Rufus Wainwright
Rufus Wainwright
Chant
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Guitare
Karl Brazil
Karl Brazil
Batterie
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Percussion
Steve Sidwell
Steve Sidwell
Direction d’orchestre
Ryan Quigley
Ryan Quigley
Trompette
Simon Gardner
Simon Gardner
Trompette
Paul Spong
Paul Spong
Trompette
Mike Lovatt
Mike Lovatt
Trompette
Chris Dean
Chris Dean
Trombone
Andy Wood
Andy Wood
Trombone
Nigel Barr
Nigel Barr
Trombone basse
Nigel Hitchcock
Nigel Hitchcock
Saxophone alto
Graeme Blevins
Graeme Blevins
Saxophone alto
Jamie Talbot
Jamie Talbot
Saxophone ténor
Ben Castle
Ben Castle
Saxophone ténor
Martin Williams
Martin Williams
Saxophone baryton
Alistair White
Alistair White
Trombone
Helena Bonham Carter
Helena Bonham Carter
Voix supplémentaires
London Session Orchestra
London Session Orchestra
Orchestre
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams
Paroles/Composition
Rufus Wainwright
Rufus Wainwright
Paroles/Composition
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Orchestration
Steve Sidwell
Steve Sidwell
Orchestration
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Production
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Production
Steve Price
Steve Price
Ingénierie des instruments à cordes
Felix Rashman
Felix Rashman
Ingénieries complémentaires
Chris Gehringer
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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