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Paper Thin
207
In Tour
Pop
Paper Thin è stato pubblicato il 1 gennaio 1989 da EMI come parte dell'album Up
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AlbumUp
Data di uscita1 gennaio 1989
EtichettaEMI
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM112

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ABC
ABC
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark White
Mark White
Songwriter
Martin Fry
Martin Fry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark White
Mark White
Producer
Martin Fry
Martin Fry
Producer

Testi

Rich and wealthy canvas, clustered up in jewels
Finding all your heavyweights are featherweights and fools
Broken all your promises, broken all your paper plates
Clustered in gold, clustered in gold
Heavy and hollow, look at the shape we're in
Find us here, paper thin
Heavy and humble, look at the shape we're in
Find us here, paper thin
In origami cities and nations built on sand
Love got bent right out of shape, things got out of hand
Polystyrene skylines, vacuum-meshy smiles
Rusted and bruised, tarnished and frail
Heavy and hollow, look at the shape we're in
Find us here, paper thin
Heavy and humble, look at the shape we're in
Find us here, paper thin
Paper thin, paper thin
Stars scrape the moon and the moon scrapes the sky
We stand beneath, wondering why (Why?)
Stars scrape the moon and the moon scrapes the sky
We stand beneath, wondering, wondering why
Paper buys the men, the men that make the bomb
The bomb that makes this world paper thin
Money markets crumble, gentle as a drum
If you see me stumble, I'm paper thin
Life is but a fragile thing, so delicate and pure
An accolade bestowed on us, paper thin
So contemplate the skull, the skull beneath the skin
One day we all die, we're paper thin
Bury your destruction in your last battle hymn
The barriers between us, make 'em all paper thin
Paper thin, paper thin, paper thin
Underneath this paper moon the sky is paper thin
Torn into a thousand shreds, so let the solar system in
Rich and wealthy canvas, clustered up in jewels
Finding all your heavyweights are featherweights and fools
In origami cities and nations built on sand
Love got bent right out of shape, nothing ends as planned, yeah
And it's all paper thin, paper thin, yeah
And it's all paper thin, yeah
Paper thin, paper thin, yeah
And it's all paper thin, yeah
Paper thin, paper thin, yeah
Paper thin, paper thin, yeah
Written by: Mark White, Martin Fry
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