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INTERPRÉTATION
Little Scream
Little Scream
Voix principales
Laurel Sprengelmeyer
Laurel Sprengelmeyer
Chant
Marcus Paquin
Marcus Paquin
Basse
Lisa Iwanycki
Lisa Iwanycki
Claviers
Pascal Delaquis
Pascal Delaquis
Batterie
Richard Reed Parry
Richard Reed Parry
Synthétiseur
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Laurel Sprengelmeyer
Laurel Sprengelmeyer
Paroles/Composition
Marcus Paquin
Marcus Paquin
Arrangement
Lisa Iwanycki
Lisa Iwanycki
Arrangement
Pascal Delaquis
Pascal Delaquis
Arrangement
Richard Reed Parry
Richard Reed Parry
Arrangement
P. Amato
P. Amato
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Little Scream
Little Scream
Production
Corwin Fox
Corwin Fox
Ingénierie
Marcus Paquin
Marcus Paquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Richard Reed Parry
Richard Reed Parry
Production complémentaire
P. Amato
P. Amato
Production complémentaire

Paroles

Dear leader Your perfume smells like Smoke from the pyre of the peace-bearing dove A boot stepping on the face Of everything I've ever loved Dear leader Dear leader And all those racists who would kill For their law and order Can go ahead and build their walls On every single border Build them right between the hands Of a mother and daughter You can fix that little girl up But after you've bought her But it's only right that you should choose Who you accept and who you refuse But when the waters rise It's gonna be you, Miami Dear leader Dear leader And when you go out looking For an ark to get in You will ask your God But He'll be busy getting risen And the rich will be too busy Buying all that stock in private prisons That's where they'll send you for talking about socialism Now Silicon Valley's prepping For the fall of Capitol Hill Don't wanna fight But if we have to, we will Hurt rather than maim Maim rather than kill Dear leader Dear leader This is real life now, it's not a test As the curtain falls and the chaos crests There's only one thing that's as strong as death And love is all, passes every test Yes, love is all that we'll have left Yes, love will be all that we'll have left I'm an old-fashioned girl, still believe in democracy But we can only choose things that we can see And the dark money is rising like the warming coastal sea Dear leader Dear leader Now all the bigots of our nation I'll greet you with a pink carnation All the witches in the house Let us say our incantations Because the new Messiah She's facing incarceration Will the ocean goddess rise To take all the plantations? Is there some history That we aren't doomed to repeat? I've watched the History Channel And human nature is hard to beat Some say it's bad luck It's just the fruit of our dreams And dear leader The future is a scream
Writer(s): Laurel Sprengelmeyer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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