Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Primal Scream
Primal Scream
Interprète
Tim Bran
Tim Bran
Programmation
Alison Mosshart
Alison Mosshart
Chant
John Gibbons
John Gibbons
Chœurs
Sharlene Hector
Sharlene Hector
Chœurs
Sylvia Mason-James
Sylvia Mason-James
Chœurs
Juliet Roberts
Juliet Roberts
Chœurs
Darrin Mooney
Darrin Mooney
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Martin Duffy
Martin Duffy
Composition
Bobby Gillespie
Bobby Gillespie
Composition
Andrew Innes
Andrew Innes
Composition
Mounfield
Mounfield
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Youth
Youth
Production
Joel Cormack
Joel Cormack
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
George Renwick
George Renwick
Assistance d’ingénierie
D. Sardy
D. Sardy
Ingénierie de mixage
Ryan Castle
Ryan Castle
Ingénierie
Andy Brohard
Andy Brohard
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

La-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la, la-la-la-la-la Saw you walking down the street Holding hands with some other guy Wearing sharkskin suit, black patent leather boots Big brown flying saucer eyes I didn't talk to you then, you was kissing your friend Besides it was the wrong time and place I went home and took a shower Read "Our Lady Of The Flowers" by Jane Genet I knew we'd meet again Don't want your diamonds Don't want your gold I want your love, I want your soul Oh, come on, babe, let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) Sweet rock and roll I searched all over town, queers and dudes hanging around No one had ever seen a chick like you before I hit strip joints and museums, bars and clubs and Jesus I even prayed in the cathedral for your soul Then one rainy winter Tuesday, I saw you on the subway You were heading for the tunnel near the door I pressed my face against the glass, you sped by me in a flash Like a motorcycle crash, you smoked my skull Don't want your diamonds Don't want your gold I want your love, I want your soul Oh, come on, babe, let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time, woo! (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) Sweet rock and roll Here she comes now Alright So there I was again, walking in the pourin' rain Wondering who and why and where and what you were I had hallucinatory dreams, shivers, sweats and screams Like an opium withdrawal, only worse Then on one hot summer night I took a motorcycle ride Saw you looking really evil, spitting fire from your eyes Like a rockabilly queen 'bout to kickstart your machine Like a fighter pilot flying off to war You had a tight black leather jacket Skull and crossbones on the back God bless the soul of sweet Gene Vincent There you were, I said Don't want your diamonds Don't want your gold I want your love, I want your soul Come on, babe, let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) woo-woo-woo, let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) lwoo-woo-woo, let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) Sweet, sweet rock and roll (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) good time, good time, good time (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) good time, good time, good time, woo-hoo! (La-la, la-la-la-la-la) Sweet, sweet, sweet rock and roll
Writer(s): Martin Duffy, Bobby Gillespie, Andrew Innes, Gary Mounfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out