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INTERPRÉTATION
Dimitri Tikovoi
Dimitri Tikovoi
Percussion
Richie Kennedy
Richie Kennedy
Programmation
Carl Barât
Carl Barât
Guitare
Peter Doherty
Peter Doherty
Guitare
John Hassall
John Hassall
Basse
Gary Powell
Gary Powell
Batterie
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Carl Barât
Carl Barât
Paroles/Composition
Peter Doherty
Peter Doherty
Paroles/Composition
John Hassall
John Hassall
Paroles/Composition
Gary Powell
Gary Powell
Paroles/Composition
Oliver Rhys
Oliver Rhys
Paroles/Composition
Jamie Treays
Jamie Treays
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dimitri Tikovoi
Dimitri Tikovoi
Production
Richie Kennedy
Richie Kennedy
Ingénierie
Jason Stafford
Jason Stafford
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Eliaz Le Floch
Eliaz Le Floch
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Ingénierie de mixage
Charles Haydon Hicks
Charles Haydon Hicks
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Luke Burgoyne
Luke Burgoyne
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Imo loves the feeling of rolling in the sun Rolling in the oceans she rolls until she's numb But it's never too long before a swell comes crashing in And you're gonna go down if you don't learn how to swim Every moth to a candle finds a flame too hot to handle And Jamie broke down at Imo's every scandal Imo went west and Jamie sang the blues It was Niki's raw heart that lit her fuse And she went Oh shit, oh shit Let's make some money Just enough to get us by I want you when you smile You got the dollars in your eyes Our love is So sick, so sick Just takes a minute to obliterate her mind I want you when you smile From today until you die They love rocky crystal in a lottery ticket Unfortunate events (she's his Jiminy Cricket) Carving out initially (they did it on a wall) And and I, in the world of a heart shaped scrawl Guides a finger across his hairline As his head rests on the bar He's stone cold cut And she hotter than a star But Niki loves the fire And Niki loves the fight And Niki's got a heart That will love you through the night And they go Oh shit, oh shit Let's make some money Just enough to get us by I want you when you smile I want the dollars in your eyes And they go Oh shit, oh shit Let's make some money Just enough to get us by I want you when you smile I want the dollars in your eyes Tank top, boots No money Living on the stubs What's it even matter You're just young and in love Oh shit, oh shit Oh shit, oh shit So shit, so shit Just enough to get us by And we go Oh shit, oh shit We need some money Just enough to get us by And everybody goes, whoa We got the dollars in our eyes We go oh shit, oh shit We need some money Just enough to get us by Oh I want you when you smile I want the dollars in your eyes Oh shit, oh shit
Writer(s): Peter Doherty, Jamie Alexander Treays, John Corey Hassall, Gary Armstrong Powell, Oliver Rhys, Carl Ashley Raphael Barat Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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