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The Strokes - Why Are Sundays So Depressing (Official Audio)
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Julian Casablancas
Julian Casablancas
Chant
Nikolai Fraiture
Nikolai Fraiture
Basse
Albert Hammond Jr
Albert Hammond Jr
Guitare
Fabrizio Moretti
Fabrizio Moretti
Batterie
Nick Valensi
Nick Valensi
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Julian Casablancas
Julian Casablancas
Paroles/Composition
Albert Hammond Jr
Albert Hammond Jr
Composition
Fabrizio Moretti
Fabrizio Moretti
Composition
Nick Valensi
Nick Valensi
Composition
Nikolai Fraiture
Nikolai Fraiture
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jason Lader
Jason Lader
Ingénierie de mixage
Pete Min
Pete Min
Ingénierie
Rob Bisel
Rob Bisel
Assistance d’ingénierie
Dylan Neustadter
Dylan Neustadter
Assistance d’ingénierie
Kevin Smith
Kevin Smith
Assistance d’ingénierie
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Stewart Whitmore
Stewart Whitmore
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Production

Paroles

I sing a song, I paint a picture My baby's gone, but I don't miss her Like a swan, I don't miss swimming All my friends left, and they don't miss me Can't take it, babe Your body talks to me Like in a movie, babe I let it resonate, yeah I want your time (time, time) Don't ask me questions (questions, questions) That you don't want (want, want) The answers to (to, to) I love you in the morning, so you know it's no lie You're hidin' in the background but you wanna be found You've got me on my back and now I've gotta think fast You're hidin' in the background but you wanna be found I take it easy, babe, I I get down, it's automatic, uh I've come to believin' that That too much time is evil I transition in I'm making your body wait Like on an aeroplane Please, baby, take me away, yeah I want your time (time, time) Don't ask me questions (questions, questions) That you don't want (want, want) The answers to (to, to) I know I know I know I know I kinda miss the nine to five, yeah Do not think that you can hide I scramble, fight just like a child Hey, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah I'm stayin' hungry, I'm stayin' hungry I'm stayin' hungry, I'm stayin' hungry Not gettin' angry, I'm stayin' hungry Not gettin' angry, still stayin' hungry Yeah (Hold on, hold on, hold) (The click was always in you Fab) (It was never on) (It was never on)
Writer(s): Julian Casablancas, Nick Valensi, Nikolai Fraiture, Fabrizio Moretti, Albert Hammond Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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