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Phantom Limb
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Phantom Limb est sorti le 23 janvier 2007 par Sub Pop Records dans le cadre de l'album Wincing the Night Away
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Anita Robinson
Anita Robinson
Chœurs
Dave Hernandez
Dave Hernandez
Guitare principale
James Mercer
James Mercer
Interprète, Voix principales
Jesse Sandoval
Jesse Sandoval
Batterie
Martin Crandall
Martin Crandall
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
James Mercer
James Mercer
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
James Mercer
James Mercer
Production
Joe Chiccarelli
Joe Chiccarelli
Production, Ingénierie de mixage
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Phil Ek
Phil Ek
Production complémentaire
Sarah Register
Sarah Register
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Foals in winter coats
White girls of the north
File past, one, five, and one
They are the fabled lambs of Sunday ham
The EHS norm
[Verse 2]
And they could float above the grass
In circles if they tried
A latent power I know they hide
To keep some hope alive
That a girl like I could ever try
Could ever try
[Chorus]
So we just skirt the hallway sides
A phantom and a fly
Follow the lines and wonder why
There's no connection
[Verse 3]
A week of rolling eyes
And cheap shots from the tribe
And we're off to Nemarca's porch again
Another afternoon of the goat-head tunes
And pilfered booze
[Verse 4]
We wander through her momma's house
The milk from a window lights
Family portrait, circa '95
This is that foreign land with the sprayed-on tans
And it all feels fine
Be it silk or slime
[Chorus]
So when they tap our Monday heads
Two zombies walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth the time
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
Too far along in our climb
Stepping over what now towers to the sky
With no connection
[Bridge]
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
[Chorus]
So when they tap our Sunday heads
Two zombies walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth the time
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
Too far along in our crime
Stepping over what now towers to the sky
With no connection
[Outro]
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Written by: James Mercer
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