Suggerimenti
Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jude
Vocals
David Campbell
Strings
Clif Magness
Keyboards
Justin Meldal-Johsen
Bass Guitar
Paul Kimble
Bass Guitar
Stuart Wylen
Bass Guitar
William Roe
Bass Guitar
Bill Sewell
Bass
Glen Holman
Bass
Mickey Petralia
Programming
Brian MacLeod
Drums
David Raven
Drums
John Coz
Drums
Steve Ferrone
Drums
Ben Kishaba
Electric Guitar
Michael Ward
Electric Guitar
Aaron Embrey
Keyboards
Benmont Tench
Keyboards
Damir Prsic
Keyboards
Keyfus
Keyboards
Patrick Warren
Keyboards
Rami Jaffe
Keyboards
Brian Kilgore
Percussion
Juliet Prater
Percussion
David Stone
Strings
Eve Butler
Strings
Joel Derouin
Strings
Larry Corbett
Strings
Martin Tillman
Strings
Matthew Funes
Strings
Suzie Katayama
Strings
Dennis Farias
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jude
Songwriter
David Campbell
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Clif Magness
Recording Engineer
Mickey Petralia
Co-Producer
Don C. Tyler
Editing Engineer
Steve Griffen
Editing Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Jim Scott
Mixing Engineer
George Drakoulias
Producer
FRANCIS BUCKLEY
Recording Engineer
Rail Rogut
Recording Engineer
Testi
Tortilla chips
Are on my lips
And no one's pressed
Against my hips
Bad beat poet late at night
The city gets bright I can't see
The neon lights don't work on me
I am no watcher in the fight
Charlie says nobody's got the strange and hidden power and
No one is really beautiful
They're all just mediocre men of the hour
If sex was love I'd be so set
I'd know the most that we could get
I never had the tits and ass
To go and take a master class
Charlie says nobody's got the strange and hidden power and
No one is really beautiful
They're all just mediocre men of the hour
Mediocre models of the hour
Mediocre men
Mediocre men
You take me places and you make cool faces when our sex erases the lonely past and
You found me when I was first and ten against eleven men who could kick my ass
But anyway, it's probably gonna pass
I do not know but it's been said
The hero hogan was found dead
With something wrapped around his head
The price he paid was more than bread
Charlie's says nobody's got the strange and hidden power and
No one is really beautiful
No one is really beautiful
No one is really beautiful
They're all just mediocre men of the hour
They're all just mediocre jokers of the hour
If what you're looking for is an action star
I'm a superstar stud with a formula car
And cleft in my chin and a facial scar, movin' hard
If a squeaky wheel gets the grease
I'm a road hog harley on my hands and my knees
I'm begging for your love please
No one is really beautiful
No one is really beautiful
No one is really beautiful
No one is really beautiful
No one is really beautiful
They're all just mediocre men of the hour
Mediocre men of the hour
Mediocre models of the hour
Writer(s): Michael Jude Christodal
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