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Empire Blues
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INTERPRÉTATION
Madrugada
Madrugada
Interprète
Frode Jacobsen
Frode Jacobsen
Basse
Jon Lauvland Pettersen
Jon Lauvland Pettersen
Batterie
Sivert Høyem
Sivert Høyem
Chant
KEVIN RATTERMAN
KEVIN RATTERMAN
Percussion
Christer Knutsen
Christer Knutsen
Chœurs
Cato Salsa
Cato Salsa
Guitare
Erland Dahlen
Erland Dahlen
Percussion
Freddy Holm
Freddy Holm
Mandoline
The Section Quartet
The Section Quartet
Quatuor à cordes
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Frode Jacobsen
Frode Jacobsen
Composition
Jon Lauvland Pettersen
Jon Lauvland Pettersen
Composition
Sivert Høyem
Sivert Høyem
Paroles/Composition
KEVIN RATTERMAN
KEVIN RATTERMAN
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
KEVIN RATTERMAN
KEVIN RATTERMAN
Production
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Bjarne Stensli
Bjarne Stensli
Ingénierie de prise de son
Freddy Holm
Freddy Holm
Ingénierie de prise de son
Geoff Neal
Geoff Neal
Ingénierie de prise de son

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Dope fiends in the hallway They got a better deal Than she and I He thinks to himself as he runs the cold water In the master suite "Hell no, this is paradise" You got your empire now You got your empire now But there was a time When she'd love him differently When they were on a mattress In an empty room He said, "What's mine is yours No, you won't be lacking anything And when we get to the top Then it's your empire too" It's your empire blues It's your empire blues You have no place at all In this life that you have made You have no place at all It's just you and your empire blues It's your empire blues Pockets filled to the brim Fortunes built on suffering String 'em up and hang 'em high Bleed all the neighborhood's dry at the top And it's your empire blues It's your empire blues It's your empire blues You have no place at all In this life that you have made You have no place at all It's just you and your empire blues Shots ring out in the morning He's looking out over the hedge line and the pool His coffee cup cracks on the floor tiles She takes a look at the scene And bangs the hell out of the room You have no place at all In this life that you have made You have no place at all In this life that you have made You have no place at all It's just you and your empire blues It's your empire blues It's your empire blues It's your empire blues Living in the empire now It's your empire blues Living in the empire now It's your empire blues Oh-oh-oh Aha... nothing holds back here What are you expecting? For the hell of it
Writer(s): Sivert Hoeyem, Frode Jacobsen, Jon Lauvland Pettersen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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