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Babies
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Rock
Babies è stato pubblicato il 29 marzo 1993 da Columbia come parte dell'album Phobia
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AlbumPhobia
Data di uscita29 marzo 1993
EtichettaColumbia
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Kinks
The Kinks
Performer
Ray Davies
Ray Davies
Vocals, Guitar, Background Vocals, Keyboards, Lead Guitar, Rhythm Guitar
J. Rodford
J. Rodford
Bass, Background Vocals
Bob Henrit
Bob Henrit
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ray Davies
Ray Davies
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Raymond Douglas Davies
Raymond Douglas Davies
Producer
Stan Loubieres
Stan Loubieres
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Paul
Kevin Paul
Assistant Engineer
John Rollo
John Rollo
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Richard Edwards
Richard Edwards
Recording Engineer

Testi

Babies being born every day
In a world where there's so much to discover
All the babies crying out from the womb
Not much room, can I come out mother?
Mama, can you hear me call?
Don't drop me out now
'Cause it's a long way to fall
Mama, I can hear all the sounds
Outside it's like a battleground
And I'm afraid to fall down
Into the great big nowhere
Papa's had a skin full of beer
Mama don't let him in to hear
Baby, baby, baby
Babies being born, different hormones and genes
There's so many of us out there
How was I conceived?
Was it love, was I meant?
Or was I just an accident?
Mama, what I sense from the outside
It's a world full of fear
And there's nowhere to hide
Mama, I feel safe between these walls
And I'm so scared of heights
And it's a long way to fall
Into the great big nowhere
Maybe papa's getting pressure from his peers
Are you straight, are you queer?
So he made me
Baby, baby
Babies being born, some are rich, some are poor
But they're innocent and unprepared
Little girls and boys didn't ask to be born
But they're always popping out there
Falling into the great big nowhere
Mama I know that once upon a time
You and papa were rich when you were both in your prime
Mama, now you've got the pains and I know it's nearly time
But I don't wanna join the crowd I see standing in the line
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Babies being induced, no excuse, what's the use?
So they're always popping out there
Babies didn't wanna be born, ill equipped, running loose
But they're innocent and unprepared
Mama, now you're showing all the signs
But is your world upside down?
On its head just like mine
Mama, now your ambition is mine
Don't make me overachieve
Too much in my time
Oh mama, please don't make me climb
Mama
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Written by: Ray Davies
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