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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Alex Turner
Guitare
Jamie Cook
Guitare
Matt Helders
Batterie
Nick O'Malley
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alex Turner
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
James Ford
Production
Bryan Wilson
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Craig Silvey
Ingénierie de mixage
David Covell
Assistance d’ingénierie
George Marino
Ingénierie de mastérisation
James Brown
Ingénierie
Morgan Stratton
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Sean Oakley
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
Lately I've been seeing things
Belly button piercings
In the sky at night
When we're side by side
And I don't mean to rain on anybody's cabriolet
One of those games you're gonna lose
But you wanna play it, just in case
Now it's getting dark and the sky looks sticky
More like black treacle than tar
Black treacle
Somebody told the stars you're not comin' out tonight
And so they found a place to hide
Does it help you stay up late?
Does it help you concentrate?
Does it tune you in when you chew your chin?
Am I ruining your fun?
And you talk the talk alright
But do you walk the walk or catch the train?
You wanted it, you got it
But you don't want it now
Now it's getting dark and the sky looks sticky
More like black treacle than tar
Black treacle
Somebody told the stars you're not comin' out tonight
And so they found a place to hide
Now I'm out of place, and I'm not gettin' any wiser
I feel like the Sundance Kid behind a synthesiser
And I tried last night to pack away your laugh
Like a key under the mat
But it never seems to be there when you want it
Black treacle
Black treacle
Black treacle
Writer(s): Alex Turner
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