Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Gallagher, Jr.
Vocals
Brian Johnson
Performer
Jonathan B. Wright
Performer
Gideon Glick
Vocals
Skylar Astin
Performer
Jonathan Groff
Performer
Duncan Sheik
Guitar
Kimberly Grigsby
Music Director
Thad de Brock
Guitar
George Farmer
Bass Guitar
Trey Files
Drums
Ben Kalb
Cello
Olivier Manchon
Violin
Hiroko Taguchi
Viola
Danielle Farina
Viola
Simon Hale
Performer
AnneMarie Milazzo
Performer
Lauren Pritchard
Vocals
Lea Michele
Vocals
Tom Deckman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven Sater
Songwriter
Simon Hale
String Arranger
AnneMarie Milazzo
Vocal Arranger
Mark Johnson
Copyist
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Duncan Sheik
Producer
Michael Tudor
Engineer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Joan Marcus
Photography
Lirik
God, I dreamed there was an angel
Who could hear me through the wall
As I cried out like in Latin
"This is so not life at all"
Help me out, out of this nightmare
Then I heard her silver call
She said, "Just give it time kid
I come to one and all"
She said, "Give me that hand please
And the itch you can't control
Let me teach you how to handle
All the sadness in your soul
Oh we'll work that silver magic
Then we'll aim it at the wall"
She said, "Love may make you blind kid
But I wouldn't mind at all"
It's the bitch of living (bitch, just the bitch)
Nothing but your hand (just the bitch, yeah)
Just the bitch of living
As someone you can't stand
See, each night it's like fantastic
Tossing, turning without rest
'Cause my day's at the piano
With my teacher and her breasts
And the music's, like, the one thing
I can even get all
And those breasts, I mean
God, please just let those apples fall
It's the bitch of living (bitch, ah ah ah)
With nothing going on (nothing going on)
Just the bitch of living
Asking "What went wrong?"
Do they think we want this?
Oh, who knows?
See, there's showering at gym class
Bobby Mayler, he's the best
Looks so nasty in those khakis
God, my whole life's like some test
Then there's Marianna Wheelan
As if she'd return my calls
It's like, just kiss some ass man
Then you can screw 'em all
(All)
It's the bitch of living (It's the bitch of living)
And living in your head (In your head)
It's the bitch of living
And sensing God is dead
It's the bitch of living (You watch me, just watch me)
And trying to get ahead (I'm calling, and one day)
It's the bitch of living
Just getting out of bed
It's the bitch of living, living (All will know)
Getting what you get (All will know)
Just the bitch of living
And knowing this is it
God, is this it?
This can't be it
Oh God, what a bitch
Writer(s): Duncan Sheik, Steven Sater
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