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Peter Noone - Oh You Pretty Thing
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INTERPRÉTATION
Herman's Hermits
Herman's Hermits
Interprète
Peter Noone
Peter Noone
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
David Bowie
David Bowie
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mickie Most
Mickie Most
Production
Peter Mew
Peter Mew
Ingénierie
Ron Hill
Ron Hill
Ingénierie
Vic Lanza
Vic Lanza
Ingénierie

Paroles

Oh you pretty things Don't you know you're driving your Mama's and Papa's insane Oh you pretty things Don't you know you're driving your Mama's and Papa's insane Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior Wake up you sleepy heads Put on some clothes shake up your beds Put another log on the fire for me I need some breakfast and coffee I look out my window and what do I see A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me All the strangers came today And it looks as though they're here to stay What are we coming to There's no room for me no fun for you I think about a world to come Where the books were found by the golden one Written in pain, written in awe By the puzzled man who questioned what we were here for All the strangers came today And it looks as though they're here to stay Oh you pretty things Don't you know you're driving your Mama's and Papa's insane Oh you pretty things Don't you know you're driving your Mama's and Papa's insane Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior Ok at your children Their faces in golden rays Don't kid yourself they belong to you They're the start of the coming race The earth is a beast we've finished our news Homo sapiens have outgrown their use All the strangers came today And it looks as though they're here to stay Oh you pretty things Don't you know you're driving your Mama's and Papa's insane Oh you pretty things Don't you know you're driving your Mama's and Papa's insane Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior Oh you pretty things Don't you know you're driving your Mama's and Papa's insane Oh you pretty things Don't you know you're driving your Mama's and Papa's insane Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior
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