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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Jack White
Jack White
Chant
Charlotte Kemp Muhl
Charlotte Kemp Muhl
Basse
Louis Cato
Louis Cato
Batterie
Bobby Allende
Bobby Allende
Congas
Neal Evans
Neal Evans
Synthétiseur
DJ Harrison
DJ Harrison
Synthétiseur
Daru Jones
Daru Jones
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jack White
Jack White
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jack White
Jack White
Production
Bill Skibbe
Bill Skibbe
Ingénierie de mixage
Joshua V Smith
Joshua V Smith
Ingénierie de mixage
Grant Valentine
Grant Valentine
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ben Schmitz
Ben Schmitz
Assistance d’ingénierie
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

The Sisyphean dreamer My fibula and femur Hold the weight of the world (over and over) I think therefore I die Anxiety and I Rolling down a mountain (over and over) My shoulder holds the weight of the world Yeah, the wind is blowing Volcano's blowing My lungs are blowing (over and over) Who could not win the mistress Wooed the maid With no sign of a grave (over and over) (Over and over) oh, yeah! Hollow body One deli perfetti Move like a son of porcini (over and over) The rock 'n' roller The young and older Rolling back to the stroller (over and over) And although you want me The gods have all scorned me now The wind is blowing Volcano's blowing My lungs are blowing (over and over) Who could not win the mistress Wooed the maid With no sign of a grave (over and over) (Over and over) (Over and over) And a voice for the passion Only telling 'cause you're asking And am I gutting for the tasking? And the love is all drowning And they're never gonna find 'em 'Cause the eagle's gonna blind 'em (over and over) Yeah, my shoulder on a boulder Holds the weight of the world (yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, the wind is blowing (yeah, ooh-yeah) Volcano's blowing (oh, yeah) My lungs are blowing (over and over) Who could not win the mistress (ooh, oh) Wooed the maid With the no sign of a grave (over and over) My shoulder holds the weight of the world (Over and over) (Over and over) The Sisyphean dreamer My fibular and femur Hold the weight of the world (over and over) (Yeah, I die) I think therefore I die Anxiety and I Rolling down a mountain (over and over) (Over and over) And although you've warned me The gods have all scorned me now
Writer(s): John Anthony White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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