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INTERPRÉTATION
Gary Mounfield
Basse
Ian Brown
Voix principales
John Squire
Guitare électrique
Alan Wren
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ian Brown
Paroles/Composition
John Squire
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Leckie
Production
Ian Brown
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paul Schroeder
Ingénierie
Paroles
Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel
Your final flight can't be delayed
No Earth, just sky, it's so serene
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
You fry and melt, I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes?
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone?
Is anybody home?
I'm standing warm against the cold
Now that the flames have taken hold
At least you left your life in style
And for as far as I can see
Ten twisted grills grin back at me
Bad money dies, I love the scene
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes?
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone?
Is anybody home?
Sometimes I fantasize
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Don't these times
Fill your eyes?
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone?
Are you made of stone?
Writer(s): Ian George Brown, John Squire
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