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INTERPRÉTATION
The 1975
Interprète
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Adam Hann
Guitare
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Basse
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Claviers
John Waugh
Saxophone
Matty Healy
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ross MacDonald
Paroles/Composition
Adam Hann
Paroles/Composition
George Daniel
Paroles/Composition
Matty Healy
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The 1975
Production
Oli Jacobs
Ingénierie de mixage
Robin Schmidt
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
She had a face straight outta magazine
God only knows, but you'll never leave her
Her balaclava is starting to chafe
And when she gets his gun
He's begging "Babe, stay, stay
Stay, stay, stay"
"And I'll give you one more time
We'll give you one more fight
Said one more line
Will I know you?"
Now if you never shoot, you'll never know
And if you never eat, you'll never grow
You got a pretty kind of dirty face
And when she's leaving your home
She's begging you to stay, stay (let me hear you loud)
Stay, stay, stay
"And I'll give you one more time
We'll give you one more fight
Said one more line
There'll be a riot, 'cause I know" (Hey)
Well, now that you've got your gun
It's much harder now the police have come
And I'll shoot him if it's what you ask
But if you'd just take off your mask
You'd find out that everything's gone wrong
(Let me hear you!)
Now everybody's dead
And they're driving past my old school
And he's got his gun, he's got his suit on
She says, "Babe, you look so cool"
You look so cool
You look so cool
You look so cool, hey! (one more time)
You look so cool (one more fight)
You look so cool (one more line, 'cause I know you)
Thank you so much everybody still here
I can see you guys
How you feelin' up top?
How you feelin' on this side?
How you feelin' on this side?
How you feelin' on the floor? Wow
It's called crowd work
It's a lot easier when you're just slinkin' around
You don't have to do comedy
You havin' a good night?
There's a debate whether we're drinkin' real alcohol
Now we draw the line at fake alcohol
We are- we are hammered
And I don't know how long we can sustain it
I- I forgot that you feel, you feel like shit a lot
Alright, this is a sad song, but I'm fucking over it to be honest
Writer(s): Adam Hann, Ross Macdonald, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy
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