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La Belle et la Bete
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Babyshambles
Babyshambles
Interprète
Peter Doherty
Peter Doherty
Guitare
Adam Fieck
Adam Fieck
Batterie
Drew McConnell
Drew McConnell
Basse
Kate Moss
Kate Moss
Chant
Patrick Walden
Patrick Walden
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Peter Doherty
Peter Doherty
Paroles/Composition
Peter Wolfe
Peter Wolfe
Composition
Robert Chevalley
Robert Chevalley
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Adam Fuest
Adam Fuest
Ingénierie
Bill Price
Bill Price
Ingénierie de mixage
Daniel Parry
Daniel Parry
Ingénierie
George Williams
George Williams
Ingénierie
Iain Gore
Iain Gore
Ingénierie
Matt Paul
Matt Paul
Ingénierie
Mick Jones
Mick Jones
Production

Paroles

I'd tell you a story but you won't listen It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition It's the story of a coked-up pansy Who spents his nights in flights of fancy Met two fellas over gin and mixers They talked for a while and soon got the picture One was a souped up Soho mincer And the other was a pikey with a knowledge for scripture Then the conversation turned evil (evil) Talked, talked and talked about people Why did you do it to so many people? Stumbled left out of the boozer Threw some schrapnel to the legless fusalier An endless ceiling and another light With a half-tenner smile and you're looking alright That girls out way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game You've turned your back upon her One too many times Spent all her hard earned money Getting high she sang Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? She's la belle et la bete at the ball La belle et la bete at the ball La belle et la bete at the ball You know she could have us all You've turned your back upon her One too many times Spent all her hard earned money Just getting high She sang Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? (Than she) Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? (Than she) Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than she? I'll tell you a story but you won't listen It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition It's the story of a coked-up pansy Who spents his nights in flights of fancy Met two fellas over gin and mixers They talked for a while and soon got the picture One was a souped up Soho mincer And the other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures Then the conversation turned evil (evil) Talked and talked and talked about people Why did you do it to so many people? That girls out way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game Out way ahead of the game You've turned your back upon her One too many times Spent all her hard earned money Just getting high She sang Is she more beautiful than me, is she more beautiful? Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me?
Writer(s): Peter Wolfe, Peter Doherty, Robert Chevalley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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