Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
The Psychedelic Furs
The Psychedelic Furs
Interprète
John Ashton
John Ashton
Guitare
Richard Butler
Richard Butler
Chant
Keith Forsey
Keith Forsey
Batterie
Tim Butler
Tim Butler
Basse
Drum Sand
Drum Sand
Basse
Mars Williams
Mars Williams
Saxophone
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
John Ashton
John Ashton
Composition
Richard Butler
Richard Butler
Composition
Tim Butler
Tim Butler
Composition
The Psychedelic Furs
The Psychedelic Furs
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Keith Forsey
Keith Forsey
Production
Steve Hodge
Steve Hodge
Ingénierie
Steve Bates
Steve Bates
Ingénierie
Greg Laney
Greg Laney
Ingénierie
Dave Wittman
Dave Wittman
Ingénierie de mixage
Gary Helman
Gary Helman
Ingénierie
Carol Casiero
Carol Casiero
Ingénierie
George Marino
George Marino
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

She's a heartbeat
Yeah, she's a heartbeat
She's a door at the end of a dead end street
She's a heartbeat
And footsteps, I hear her footsteps
Here come rumors and lies, here comes my life of crime
I hear footsteps
When the music goes down
And the traffic is stopped and nobody talks at all
When they turn up the town
I hear a heartbeat
And I've shut all the shades
And the radio stops and nobody moves at all
When the city's asleep
I hear a heartbeat
I hear a heartbeat
In the shadows, out in the shadows
It's like walking on glass, it's the end of the show
In the shadows
And sweet dreams
She sells you sweet dreams
It's like movies and trash, where there's always a girl
And she's sweet dreams
When the music goes down
And the traffic is stopped and nobody talks at all
When they turn up the town
I hear a heartbeat
And I've shut all the shades
And the radio stops and nobody moves at all
When the city's asleep
I hear a heartbeat
I hear a heartbeat
She's a heartbeat
Yeah, she's a heartbeat
She's a door at the end of a dead end street
She's a heartbeat
And sweet dreams
She sells you sweet dreams
It's like movies and trash where there's always a girl
And she's sweet dreams
When the music goes down
And the traffic is stopped and nobody talks at all
When they turn up the town
I hear a heartbeat
And I've shut all the shades
And the radio stops and nobody moves at all
When the city's asleep
I hear a heartbeat
Heartbeat
I hear a heartbeat
When they turn off the sound
I hear a heartbeat
Heartbeat
I hear a heartbeat
When the music goes down
I hear a heartbeat
Heartbeat
Written by: John Ashton, Richard Butler
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