क्रेडिट्स
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Trujillo
Bass
James Hetfield
Vocals
Lars Ulrich
Drums
Kirk Hammett
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Hetfield
Songwriter
Lars Ulrich
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Fidelman
Mixing Engineer
Mike Gillies
Recording Engineer
Jim Monti
Mixing Engineer
Sara Lyn Killion
Assistant Engineer
Eric Weaver
Assistant Engineer
Brian Flanzbaum
Live Recording Engineer
Danny Breeden
Live Recording Engineer
Peter Gary
Live Recording Engineer
Jeremy Hinkston
Live Recording Engineer
John Harris
Live Recording Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Dan Gerbarg
Mastering Engineer
Dan Monti
Editing Engineer
Jason Gossman
Editing Engineer
Ken Sluiter
Editing Engineer
गाने
Alright
So, it's obvious
That the Metallica family is here, alive and well
And loud
Loud and proud, the way we like it, baby
So uh, let's try and top all the other nights, okay?
We're gonna see if we can take it to another level
We know you know most of the words
Thank God
'Cause I forget 'em sometimes, anyway
Let's see how loud you do here
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane but the (memory remains)
Heavy rings on fingers wave
Another star denies the grave
See the nowhere crowd cry the nowhere tears of honor
Like twisted vines that grow
Hide and swallow mansions whole
Dim the light of an already faded prima donna
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane but the (memory remains)
Heavy rings hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time forgets
While the Hollywood sun sets behind your back
And can't the band play on?
Just listen, they play my song
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane (insane)
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Dance little tin goddess, sing!
Drift away, fade away
Little tin goddess
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane (insane)
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane but the memory remains
Ash to ash (ash to ash)
Dust to dust (dust to dust)
Fade to black (fade to black)
The memory remains
Like a faded prima donna, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Mr. Hammett)
Dance, little tin goddess, dance
Sing it!
Writer(s): Lars Ulrich, James Alan Hetfield
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