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INTERPRÉTATION
Talking Heads
Talking Heads
Interprète
Chris Frantz
Chris Frantz
Batterie
David Byrne
David Byrne
Claviers
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Claviers
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Basse
Stan Harrison
Stan Harrison
Saxophone alto
Lenny Pickett
Lenny Pickett
Saxophone ténor
Angel Fernandez
Angel Fernandez
Trompette
Steve Elson
Steve Elson
Saxophone baryton
Abou M'Boup
Abou M'Boup
Percussion
Earl Gardner
Earl Gardner
Trompette
Yves N'jock
Yves N'jock
Guitare
Wally Badarou
Wally Badarou
Claviers
Robyn Eubanks
Robyn Eubanks
Sacqueboute
Laurie Frink
Laurie Frink
Trompette
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chris Frantz
Chris Frantz
Paroles/Composition
David Byrne
David Byrne
Paroles/Composition
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Paroles/Composition
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Paroles/Composition
Lenny Pickett
Lenny Pickett
Arrangement de cors
Angel Fernandez
Angel Fernandez
Arrangement de cors
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Chris Frantz
Chris Frantz
Production
David Byrne
David Byrne
Production
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Production
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Production
NICK DELRE
NICK DELRE
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jean-Loup Morette
Jean-Loup Morette
Assistance d’ingénierie
Joseph Williams
Joseph Williams
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jack Skinner
Jack Skinner
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Steve Lillywhite
Steve Lillywhite
Production
Mark Wallis
Mark Wallis
Ingénierie de mixage
Fernando Kral
Fernando Kral
Ingénierie d’overdubbing
Richard Manwaring
Richard Manwaring
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Signs, signs are lost Signs disappeared Turn invisible Got no sign Somebody got busted Got a face of stone and a Ghostwritten biography Dogs started rushin' in Hungry for some food Dogs started twitching And they're looking at you It was light by five Torn all apart All in the name of democracy He's hurt, he's dying Claimed he was a terrorist Claimed to avert a catastrophe Someone should've told him That the buck stops here No one ever said That he was involved with thieves They're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind No sense of harmony, no sense of time Don't mention harmony, say "What is it? What is it? What is it?" Give a little shock, and he raises his hand Somebody shouts out, says "What is it? What is it? What is it?" He was shot down in the night! People ride by but his body's still alive The girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me and says "I don't wanna die!" And I'm blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Somebody could have told us where they go Crawling all around looking for foot, foot, footprints Now tell me what the hell have we become? Some dirty little bastards, what the hell is going on? No sense of harmony, no sense of time Don't mention harmony, say "What is it? What is it? What is it?" Give a little shock, and he raises his hand Somebody shouts out, says "What is it? What is it? What is it?" He was shot down in the night People ride by but his body's still alive Girl in the window what has she done? She looks down at me and says "I don't want to die!" An' it's blind and they're blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind And I'm blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Writer(s): David Byrne, Tina Weymouth, Chris Frantz, Jerry Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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