Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
David Byrne
David Byrne
Guitare
St. Vincent
St. Vincent
Interprète
Annie Clark
Annie Clark
Chant
John Congleton
John Congleton
Programmation
Brian Mahany
Brian Mahany
Trombone
Chris Komer
Chris Komer
Cor d’harmonie
Eric Davis
Eric Davis
Cor d’harmonie
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Clarinette
Gareth Flowers
Gareth Flowers
Trompette
Jack Bashkow
Jack Bashkow
Saxophone
Jacquelyn Adams
Jacquelyn Adams
Cor d’harmonie
Jeff Casswell
Jeff Casswell
Musique
Josh Frank
Josh Frank
Trompette
Kenneth Finn
Kenneth Finn
Trombone
Mike Gurfield
Mike Gurfield
Trompette
Steve Elson
Steve Elson
Saxophone
Tom Timko
Tom Timko
Saxophone
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
David Byrne
David Byrne
Paroles/Composition
Annie Clark
Annie Clark
Paroles/Composition
Tony Finno
Tony Finno
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
David Byrne
David Byrne
Production
Annie Clark
Annie Clark
Production
Patrick Dillett
Patrick Dillett
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

In a garden Stands a statue Of the man who won the war His expression Tender yearning Every nation near and far Oh, sad and ancient father, sweet as honey, tough as leather Running down the hill on Christmas day I am an ape I stand and wait A masterpiece A hairy beast I move so fast I take a chance Come up close I'm not a ghost Navigator When you wake up And you step outside your door Shoes and panties Washed and folded Taking off your dirty clothes This garden tells a story, amber close-up, faded glory Running through the streets on Christmas day I am an ape I stand and wait A masterpiece A hairy beast Try not to laugh Just take a chance I visited Inside your head If you trespass, In this garden To a place you should not go If you step out From the shadows See the city fall in awe I am an ape I stand and wait A masterpiece A hairy beast No need to hide Come inside I will not last I too shall pass
Writer(s): David Byrne, Annie Clark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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