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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
David Bowie
Chant
Erin Tonkon
Chœurs
Tim Lefebvre
Basse
Mark Guiliana
Batterie
Donny McCaslin
Saxophone
Ben Monder
Guitare
Jason Lindner
Piano
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
David Bowie
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
David Bowie
Production
Erin Tonkon
Assistance d’ingénierie
Kevin Killen
Ingénierie
Tony Visconti
Production
Tom Elmhirst
Ingénierie de mixage
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Kabir Hermon
Assistance d’ingénierie
Joe Visciano
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis my curse, I suppose
That was patrol
That was patrol
This is the war
Black struck the kiss, she kept my cock
Smote the mistress, drifting on
'Tis a pity she was a whore
She stole my purse with rattling speed
That was patrol
This is the war
'Tis a pity she was a whore
Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis my fate, I suppose
For that was patrol
That was patrol
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis a pity she was a whore, woo!
Woo!
Woo!
Woo!
Writer(s): David Bowie
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