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Culture Club - Victims (Video 1983)
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Boy George
Boy George
Voix principales
Helen Terry
Helen Terry
Chant
Terry Bailey
Terry Bailey
Trompette
Roy Ernest Hay
Roy Ernest Hay
Guitare
Steve Grainger
Steve Grainger
Saxophone
George O'Dowd
George O'Dowd
Voix principales
Jonathan Aubrey Moss
Jonathan Aubrey Moss
Batterie
Mikey Craig
Mikey Craig
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Michael Emile Craig
Michael Emile Craig
Paroles/Composition
George O'Dowd
George O'Dowd
Paroles/Composition
Jonathan Aubrey Moss
Jonathan Aubrey Moss
Paroles/Composition
Roy Ernest Hay
Roy Ernest Hay
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
STEVE LEVINE
STEVE LEVINE
Production
Gordon Milne
Gordon Milne
Ingénierie
Simon Humphrey
Simon Humphrey
Ingénierie
Jonathan Aubrey Moss
Jonathan Aubrey Moss
Ingénierie de mixage
Tim Young
Tim Young
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

The victims we know so well They shine in your eyes when they kiss and tell Strange places we never see But you're always there like a ghost in my dream And I keep on telling you "Please don't do the things you do" When you do those things, pull my puppet strings Have the strangest void for you We love and we never tell What places our hearts in the wishing well Love leads us into the stream And it's sink or swim like it's always been And I keep on loving you It's the only thing to do When the angel sings, there are greater things Can I give them all to you, oh Pull the strings of emotion Take a ride into unknown pleasure Feel like a child on a dark night Wishing there was some kind of heaven I could be warm with you smiling Hold out your hand for a while The victims, we know them so well So well The victims we know so well They shine in your eyes when they kiss and tell Strange places we never see But you're always there like a ghost in my dream And I keep on telling you "Please don't do the things you do" When you do those things, pull my puppet strings Have the strangest void for you, oh Show my heart some devotion Push aside those that whisper, "Never" Feel like a child on a dark night Wishing we could spend it together I could be warm with you smiling Hold out your hand for a while The victims we know them so well So well
Writer(s): George Alan O'dowd, Michael Emile Craig, Roy Ernest Hay, Jonathan Aubrey Moss Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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