Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Alice Ripley
Alice Ripley
Chant
Janet Hood
Janet Hood
Piano
Kirsten Agresta Copely
Kirsten Agresta Copely
Harpe
Clay Ruede
Clay Ruede
Violoncelle
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bill Russell
Bill Russell
Paroles/Composition
Janet Hood
Janet Hood
Paroles/Composition
James Raitt
James Raitt
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Bruce Kimmel
Bruce Kimmel
Production
Andrew Grant
Andrew Grant
Ingénierie
Vincent Cirilli
Vincent Cirilli
Ingénierie de prise de son
Steve Remote
Steve Remote
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Larry Hammel
Larry Hammel
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Sam Storey
Sam Storey
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Joe Gastwirt
Joe Gastwirt
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Kristopher Monroe
Kristopher Monroe
Assistance de production
Jonathan Stanczyk
Jonathan Stanczyk
Assistance de production

Paroles

We played this dive in the Village
Somewhere on the edge
During the breaks I'd hang outside
Have a smoke, sitting on a ledge
I'd watch the parade as it passed by
The junkies and the hot-to-trot teens
And it felt so right to be sharing the night
With angels, punks and raging queens
We played that gig for a long time
Got to know some folks
Gave them some change or took their cards
Heard their schemes, listened to their jokes
Sometimes they'd stop and hear my songs
En route to their fabulous schemes
And I still get laughs from old photographs
With angels, punks and raging queens
Well, I loved that time in the Village
Though I still don't know what it means
Matrons and whores, intellectual bores
Angels, punks and raging queens
I pass that place like a phantom
And everything has changed
That lousy dive is a sleek boutique
Priorities rearranged
I long for a mix of the bad old days
The ball gowns and torn-up jeans
And I sing this song
For the souls who have gone
Sweet angels, punks and raging queens
Written by: Bill Russell, Janet Hood
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