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Déjà Vu
55,274
Rock
Déjà Vuは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2017年5月26日にColumbiaによりリリースされましたIs This the Life We Really Want?
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リリース日2017年5月26日
レーベルColumbia
言語English
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM64

ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roger Waters
Roger Waters
Bass, Guitar
Nigel Godrich
Nigel Godrich
Programming, Keyboards, Guitar
Gus Seyffert
Gus Seyffert
Bass, Guitar, Keyboards
Jonathan Wilson
Jonathan Wilson
Guitar, Keyboards
Joey Waronker
Joey Waronker
Drums
Roger Manning
Roger Manning
Keyboards
Lee Pardini
Lee Pardini
Keyboards
Lucius
Lucius
Vocals
Jessica Wolfe
Jessica Wolfe
Vocals
Holly Proctor
Holly Proctor
Vocals
Rachel Agnew
Rachel Agnew
Performer
Jane Barbe
Jane Barbe
Performer
Emma Clarke
Emma Clarke
Performer
Celia Drummond
Celia Drummond
Performer
Kathy Somers
Kathy Somers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roger Waters
Roger Waters
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nigel Godrich
Nigel Godrich
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer, Additional Producer
Sam Petts-Davies
Sam Petts-Davies
Recording Engineer
Darrell Thorp
Darrell Thorp
Recording Engineer
Rouble Kapoor
Rouble Kapoor
Assistant Engineer
Wesley Seidman
Wesley Seidman
Assistant Engineer
Monique Evelyn
Monique Evelyn
Assistant Engineer
Gosha Usov
Gosha Usov
Assistant Engineer
David Campbell
David Campbell
Additional Producer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
If I had been God
I would have rearranged the veins
In the face to make them more resistant
To alcohol and less prone to aging
If I had been God
I would have sired many sons
And I would not have suffered
The Romans to kill even one of them
If I had been God with my staff and my rod
If I had been given the nod
I believe I could have done a better job
[Verse 2]
And if I were a drone
Patrolling foreign skies
With my electronic eyes for guidance
And the element of surprise
I would be afraid to find someone home
Maybe a woman at a stove
Baking bread, making rice
Or just boiling down some bones
If I were a drone
[Verse 3]
The temple's in ruins
The bankers get fat
The buffalo's gone
And the mountain top's flat
The trout in the streams are all hermaphrodites
You lean to the left but you vote to the right
And it feels like déjà vu
The sun goes down and I'm still missing you
Counting the cost of love that got lost
And under my Gulf Stream, in circular pools
There's ninety-nine cents worth of drunkards and fools
Written by: Roger Waters
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