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Them Apples
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
MF Tomlinson
MF Tomlinson
Performer
Viljam Nybacka
Viljam Nybacka
Performer
Ed Grimshaw
Ed Grimshaw
Performer
Connie Chatwin
Connie Chatwin
Performer
Joseph Connor
Joseph Connor
Performer
Ami Koda
Ami Koda
Performer
Angus James
Angus James
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MF Tomlinson
MF Tomlinson
Songwriter
Viljam Nybacka
Viljam Nybacka
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MF Tomlinson
MF Tomlinson
Producer
Arie van der Poel
Arie van der Poel
Producer
Viljam Nybacka
Viljam Nybacka
Producer
SYD KEMP
SYD KEMP
Engineer
Euan Hinshelwood
Euan Hinshelwood
Engineer
Richard Ian James
Richard Ian James
Engineer

Lirik

She goes to Newington Green to fetch rhubarb and clementines At the table a feast With all the things your eyes have been Dreaming of eating That flicker on your lips and you're still alone At this time of the year Them Apples are hard to find Form a line down the street And mind your Qs and Ps And where you cough and you sneeze Move along, stay away or I'll get the police! All the world was in my eyes I didn't see you passing by And so everyday was the same You know inside the museum infinity's kept in exile Did you hear the Venetians didn't go green Now the fishes are nipping at their knees Isn't that funny oh isn't it a scream Ti hee hee hee Books rattle in their shelves trying to save themselves from the fire Sticking notes down your sleeve Written in Bangladeshi Saying come save us, come help me! S.O.S can you hear us on the high street? I saw a statue begging with its body bare I had to leave it standing there And so every day was the same Guru said to free your mind It'll help you work the overtime And so everyday was the same Talk to me world Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me? Tell me everything Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me? Tell me everything that's going on Looking out from deep inside I began to realise Flowers blooming in my hand A window to the universe Opening up, showing me everything I stared endlessly at a screen Like a rock, or a stone, or a slate, or a skull And so everyday was the same She goes to Newington Green to fetch brimstone and nightshade now We don't talk about monsters cos we know they listen out Oh aren't you sweet All the things that we see You do not need to speak We thought you knew we see everything Even when we're really here, half of us hangs in the air Even when we're fast asleep, somewhere we labour in the deep Even when we're all alone, something stares back on us all And so everyday was the same Why won't you talk to me? Tell me everything Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me? Tell me everything Talk to me world, why won't you talk to me? Tell me everything that's going on
Writer(s): Michael Tomlinson, Viljam Nybacka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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