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INTERPRÉTATION
Dry Cleaning
Interprète
Florence Shaw
Chant
Lewis Maynard
Basse
Nick Buxton
Batterie
Tom Dowse
Guitare électrique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Florence Shaw
Paroles/Composition
Nick Buxton
Composition
Tom Dowse
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Kristian Craig Robinson
Production
Robin Schmidt
Ingénierie
Paroles
I'm cool with spoils
Just tell me who dies, tell me who finds love
Run over by a, squashed by a
Crushed by a crazy raisin'
What's your problem, huh?
Hot cuties ignore you
Making love to a fence
I can't believe how fast my hair grew back
We didn't pay too much attention to the music when we were playing this game
Because we were too busy having our minds blown over the graphics and scale of the 64 world
But it was always there accompanying our adventures, feeding into our ears
And now, it's later slept an indelible imprint on our brains
So that whenever we hear it, memories come rushing back
And we strongly recall exactly how we
Felt and thought at the time
Run over by a, squashed by a
Crushed by a, pushed off a
Crazy raisin'
What's your problem, huh?
Hot cuties ignore you
Making love to a fence
I can't believe how fast the hair grew back
Stream, stream, stream my favourite shows
Just tell me who dies, tell me who finds love
Run over by a, squashed by a
Crushed by a, crazy raisin
I'm cool
Run over by a, squashed by a
Crushed by a, pushed off a
Very high diving board
Hit by a monster truck in the street, come out of no where
Getting burnt by a different kind of heart disease
That hasn't been put to use yet
You're the very first case
You will slowly die
'Cause of breathe, look at you, brave
Drawn from the ancient
Slowly pushing me off to fertile ground
And then you summon the gods and the goddess to death
To death
Writer(s): Lewis Maynard, Florence Cleopatra Shaw, Nicholas Hugh Andrew Buxton, Thomas Paul Dowse
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