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Performer
Roger Manning
Keyboards
Joel Derouin
Violin
David Campbell
Viola
Jeff Turzo
Programming
Larry Corbet
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ken Andrews
Composer
David Campbell
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Mixing Engineer
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer
歌詞
What did you say?
I heard soluble words
They flew out of your face
Then fell back to earth
Inaudible sounds
Get carried away
Can't you tell that I know your game?
You've got nothing to say
Is there something you can tell me
That could make me hear the call?
Everything I've heard you spill
Is sleepier than Seconal
How can I pretend to think
That what you say is meaningful?
Every time I look inside
There's nothing' but an empty hole
What did you say?
I heard questionable sounds
They dropped out of your mouth
Then fell to the ground
What are you fightin' for?
What could it be?
I don't know but I don't think you'll mind
All the extra money
Is there something you can tell me
That could make me hear the call?
Everything I've heard you spill
Is sleepier than Seconal
How can I pretend to think
That what you say is meaningful?
Every time I look inside
There's nothing but an empty hole
What did you say?
I heard questionable sounds
They flew out of your face
Then dropped to the ground
Is there something you can tell me
That could make me hear the call?
Everything I've heard you spill
Is sleepier than Seconal
How can I pretend to think
That what you say is meaningful?
Every time I look inside
There's nothing but an empty hole
Is there something you can tell me
That could make me hear the call?
Everything I've heard you spill
Is sleepier than Seconal
How can I pretend to think
That what you say is meaningful?
Every time I look inside
There's nothing but an empty hole
An empty hole
Can't afford to let you down
There's nothing here but broken sound
I'll leave the tape beside your door
On my way home
Can't afford to let you down
There's nothing here but broken sound
I'll leave the tape beside your door
On my way home
Can't afford to let you down
There's nothing here but broken sound
I'll leave the tape beside your door
On my way home
Writer(s): Ken Andrews
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