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Feedback est sorti le 9 novembre 2004 par Essential Media Group dans le cadre de l'album Time Travelin' Couch

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AlbumTime Travelin' Couch

Date de sortie9 novembre 2004

LabelEssential Media Group

LanguageEnglish

Qualité mélodique

Acoustique

Valence

Dansabilité

Énergie

BPM92

PRÉSENTATION

PAROLES

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION

Toothpick

Interprète

Gary Philips

Guitare électrique

Doug Ray

Voix principales

Duke Mushroom

Percussion

The Freshmaka

Trombone

Kaz Gamble

Programmation de batterie

Moe Roberts

Batterie

DJ Deetalx

Platines

Pete Levin

Piano

Samfir

Instrument à vent

Bubs Smith

Interprète

COMPOSITION ET PAROLES

Sam Hollander

Paroles/Composition

Doug Ray

Paroles/Composition

David Schommer

Paroles/Composition

PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE

Sam Hollander

Production

Gary Philips

Production

Rick Pantoja

Ingénierie de mastérisation

David Schommer

Production

Paroles

The inmates are runnin' the asylum, they're out in the streets

And now we can't find 'em even though we tried to hide 'em

And throw away the keys

Some of those cuckoos are just like me

The inmates are runnin' the asylum, they're out in the streets

And now we can't find 'em even though we tried to hide 'em

And throw away the keys

Some of those cuckoos are just like me

I think this blanket is a force field in the Hall of Justice

To shield me from the truth, now I'm scared for these youngsters

Growin' up with all this bad news at their fingertips

When I was young, I didn't know shit, didn't give a shit

But now it's war, mysterious disease, crashin' economy

Buildings fallin' down in my city, it's right in front of me

I can't get a job without my name on my shirt

Try to sell dope to pay rent, but it just don't work

(Houston) This is Toothpick, we have a problem

Hate washed away the love in the streets of Gotham

I'm with Peter Parker, Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne

We in the Batplane on the way to take away the pain

I said, why cry? You were born to fly

Time stands still when we roll by

As for you, true, what do we do?

I'll be in Metropolis singin' midnight blues

Now my generation's gonna grow up to be president

When record executives become rest home residents

The world is upside down, at least for now

I've been standin' on my head ever since I found out

So get a good look at your friends, look at your neighbors

Solicit documentation of erratic behavior

But who decides who's legit and who's crazy?

Are you incapacitated by drugs or just lazy?

And just maybe that man really fell from the sky

When you tried to tell your parents and they said that you lied

Now time goes by and life stands still

And the question is, what's in your head and what's real?

I said, why cry? You were born to fly

Time stands still when we roll by

As for you, true, what do we do?

I'll be in Metropolis singin' midnight blues

Why cry? You were born to fly

Time stands still when we roll by

As for you, true, what do we do?

I'll be on Capitol Hill singin' midnight blues

Doctor, they're escaping

The authorities have all been sedated

Come on, we on a world tour, hittin' the streets, ready to rock

It's Toothpick, Captain Kirk and Dr. Spock

Fuck Rent-a-Ride, we in the Enterprise, I got shotty

No sad goodbyes televised, so beam me up, Scotty

Comb the streets, strapped with a photon phaser

Particle decelerator, check your punk ass later

Now the space invader tried to stamp out the cash crop

Made friends with the aliens and got 'em to stop clocks

They took me for a ride in the spaceship, damn

I gotta get back to Earth so I can do my thang

I said, why cry? You were born to fly

Time stands still when we roll by

As for you, true, what do we do?

I'll be on Capitol Hill singin' midnight blues

Why cry? You were born to fly

Time stands still when we roll by

As for you, true, what do we do?

I'll be in the Milky Way singin' midnight blues

The inmates are runnin' the asylum, they're out in the streets

And now we can't find 'em even though we tried to hide 'em

And throw away the keys

Some of those cuckoos are just like me

The inmates are runnin' the asylum, they're out in the streets

And now we can't find 'em even though we tried to hide 'em

And throw away the keys

Some of those cuckoos are just like me

Written by: David Schommer, Doug Ray, Samuel Hollander

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