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Making Flippy Floppy
29.102
Pop
Making Flippy Floppy è stato pubblicato il 1 giugno 1983 da Warner Records come parte dell'album Speaking In Tongues
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Data di uscita1 giugno 1983
EtichettaWarner Records
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM122

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Byrne
David Byrne
Vocals, Guitar, Percussion, Keyboards, Bass Guitar
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Keyboards, Guitar, Background Vocals, Vocals
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Background Vocals, Performer
L. Shankar
L. Shankar
Violin
Alex Weir
Alex Weir
Guitar
Christopher Frantz
Christopher Frantz
Drums, Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Frantz
Chris Frantz
Songwriter, Composer
David Byrne
David Byrne
Songwriter, Composer, Lyrics
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Songwriter
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Songwriter, Composer
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Talking Heads
Talking Heads
Producer
Chris Frantz
Chris Frantz
Producer
David Byrne
David Byrne
Cover Art
Alex Sadkin
Alex Sadkin
Mixing Engineer, Assistant Engineer, Overdub Engineer
Franklin Gibson
Franklin Gibson
Assistant Engineer
Jay Mark
Jay Mark
Assistant Engineer
John Convertino
John Convertino
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Butch Jones
Butch Jones
Recording Engineer

Testi

[Intro]
Everybody, get in line
[Verse 1]
Nothing can come between us
Nothing gets you down
Nothing strikes your fancy
Nothing turns you on
Somebody is waiting in the hallway
Somebody is falling down the stairs
Set someone free, break someone's heart
Stand up, help us out
Everything is divided
Nothing is complete
Everything looks impressive
Do not be deceived
You don't have to wait for more instructions
No one makes a monkey out of me
We lie on our backs, feet in the air
Rest and relaxation, rocket to my brain
[Chorus]
Snap into position
Bounce till you ache
You step out of line, and
And you end up in jail
Bring me a doctor
I have a hole in my head
But they are just people
And I'm not afraid
[Verse 2]
Doctor, doctor
We have nothing in our pockets
We continue
But we have nothing left to offer
Faces pressed against the window
Hey, they are just my friends
Check this out, don't be so slick
Break our backs, it goes like this
[Chorus]
We are born without eyesight
We are born without sin
And our mama protects us
From the cold and the rain
We're in no hurry
Sugar and spice
We sing in the darkness
And we open our eyes (Open up)
[Chorus]
Oh, I can't believe it
And people are strange
Our president's crazy
Did you hear what he said?
Business and pleasure
Lie right to your face
Divide it in sections
And then give it away
There are no big secrets
Don't believe what you read
We have great, big bodies
We got great, big heads
Run-a-run-a-run-a-run it all together
Check it out, still don't make no sense
Makin' flippy floppy, tryin' to do my best
Lock the door, we kill the beast, kill it
Written by: Chris Frantz, David Byrne, Jerry Harrison, Tina Weymouth
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