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INTERPRÉTATION
Belle and Sebastian
Interprète
Bob Kildea
Basse
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Vibraphone
Mick Cooke
Trompette
Richard William Colburn
Batterie
Sarah Ann Martin
Chant
Stuart Murdoch
Chant
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Guitare
Trevor Horn
Chant
Anthony Pleeth
Violoncelle
Benedict Cruft
Violon
Boguslav Kostecki
Violon
Bruce White
Alto
Chris Davis
Saxophone
Christopher Tombling
Violon
Dave Daniels
Violoncelle
David Woodcock
Violon
Everton Nelson
Violon
Gavin Wright
Violon
Gustav Clarkson
Alto
Julian Leaper
Violon
Kathy Shave
Violon
Martin Loveday
Violoncelle
Mary Scully
Contrebasse
Patrick Kiernan
Violon
Perry Montague-Mason
Violon
Peter Lale
Alto
Philip Todd
Saxophone
Robert Smissen
Alto
Warren Zielinksi
Violon
Frank Ricotti
Percussion
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bob Kildea
Paroles/Composition
Chris Geddes
Paroles/Composition
Stevie Jackson
Composition
Mick Cooke
Paroles/Composition
Richard William Colburn
Paroles/Composition
Sarah Ann Martin
Paroles/Composition
Stuart Murdoch
Paroles/Composition
Belle and Sebastian
Orchestration
Trevor Horn
Orchestration
Paroles
She called me up today
Meet me down at the old cafe
I jumped into the shower
I was getting my marching orders
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
A chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine
She'd never stand for any lies
She's got an out tray full of guys
I could sense a breath, a whole new feeling
Now she says she wants to call a meeting
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
A chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine
I'm a slave to work
I'm only living when I walk
Amongst the office staff
And catch up with the office wag
I'll be in bed by nine
My curtains drawn
My thoughts composed
I get to work on time
She gave me some dictation
But my strength is in administration
I took down all she said
I even took down her little red dress
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
I'm pushing for a raise
Been pushing now for days
My output is in decline
I was burned out after Thatcher
My banner I laid down with a sigh
Now I doubt if I'll ever catch her
I've got to change my ways
Dress for business every day
Writer(s): Stuart Murdoch, Christopher Geddes, Michael Cooke, Stephen Jackson, Bob Kildea, Sarah Martin, Richard Colburn
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