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The Libertines - Night Of The Hunter
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dimitri Tikovoi
Dimitri Tikovoi
Percussion
Richie Kennedy
Richie Kennedy
Programming
Peter Doherty
Peter Doherty
Guitar
Carl Barât
Carl Barât
Guitar
John Hassall
John Hassall
Bass Guitar
Gary Powell
Gary Powell
Drums
Claude Samuel Levine
Claude Samuel Levine
Theremin
Fiona Brice
Fiona Brice
Violin
Katrina Lee
Katrina Lee
Violin
Liam Brolly
Liam Brolly
Viola
Alice Allen
Alice Allen
Cello
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Doherty
Peter Doherty
Songwriter
Carl Barât
Carl Barât
Songwriter
John Hassall
John Hassall
Songwriter
Gary Powell
Gary Powell
Songwriter
Fiona Brice
Fiona Brice
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dimitri Tikovoi
Dimitri Tikovoi
Producer
Richie Kennedy
Richie Kennedy
Engineer
Jason Stafford
Jason Stafford
Assistant Recording Engineer
Eliaz Le Floch
Eliaz Le Floch
Assistant Recording Engineer
Matthew Boyle
Matthew Boyle
Engineer
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Mixing Engineer
Charles Haydon Hicks
Charles Haydon Hicks
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Luke Burgoyne
Luke Burgoyne
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer

Testi

Love and hate Tattooed on the knuckles Around the handles of a blade On the knuckles Around the handles of a blade Your bloody blade Now here it comes Oh the flashing lights and sirens Oh you know it won't be long Time for the radio to play your last song Your last song I'm just calling to tell you, baby That they're taking me away for a while Well, don't blame me, it's the world that made me And they're taking me away for a- Taking me away for a- And yes, ah well, here they come Flashing lights and sirens scream You know they won't be long Just time to phone the missus And you tell her what you've done Now you've done wrong I was calling to tell you, baby They're taking me away for a while Ah you can't blame me It's this world that's made me Now they're taking me away for a- Taking me away for a- Oh you've got to know As you wash the blood from your clothes You can clean out your clothes You'll never clean your soul, no, no ACAB Tattooed on your knuckles Does the world know what it means? Oh now they're Slipping on the bracelets Are you so young and hard and mean? So cold and mean And the radio says I'm just calling to tell you, baby That they're taking me away for a while No, don't blame me It's this world that's made me Now they're taking me away for a- Taking me away for a- Love and hate on your knuckles On your white knuckles Love and hate On your knuckles and the handles of a blade The handles of a
Writer(s): Carl Ashley Raphael Barat, Peter Doherty, Gary Powell, John Hassall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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