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Private Hell
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Private Hell은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1979년 11월 16일일에 UMC (Universal Music Catalogue)에서 발매되었습니다.Setting Sons
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발매일1979년 11월 16일
라벨UMC (Universal Music Catalogue)
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BPM176

크레딧

실연 아티스트
The Jam
The Jam
실연자
Paul Weller
Paul Weller
보컬
Bruce Foxton
Bruce Foxton
베이스 기타
Rick Buckler
Rick Buckler
드럼
작곡 및 작사
Paul Weller
Paul Weller
작사가 겸 작곡가
The Jam
The Jam
편곡자
Vic Coppersmith-Heaven
Vic Coppersmith-Heaven
편곡자
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Vic Coppersmith-Heaven
Vic Coppersmith-Heaven
프로듀서
Alan Douglas
Alan Douglas
믹싱 엔지니어
Hugh Pagent
Hugh Pagent
믹싱 엔지니어

가사

Closer than close
You see yourself
A mirrored image
Of what you wanted to be
As each day goes by
A little more
You can't remember
What it was you wanted, anyway
The fingers feel the lines
They prod the space
Your ageing face
The face that once was so beautiful
Is still there, but unrecognisable
Private Hell
Private Hell
The man that you once loved
Is bald and fat
And seldom in
Working late as usual
Your interest has waned
You feel the strain
The bed springs snap
On the occasions he lies upon you
Close your eyes and think of nothing but
Private Hell
Private Hell
Think of Emma
Wonder what she's doing
Her husband, Terry
And your grandchildren
Think of Edward
Still at college
You send him letters
Which he doesn't acknowledge
'Cause he don't care
They don't care
'Cause they're all going through their own
Private Hell
Private Hell
The morning slips away
In a Valium haze
And catalogues
And numerous cups of coffee
In the afternoon
The weekly food
Is put in bags
As you float off down the High Street
The shop windows reflect
Play a nameless host
To a closet ghost
A picture of your fantasy
A victim of your misery and
Private Hell
Private Hell
Think of Emma
Wonder what she's doing
Her husband, Terry
And your grandchildren
Think of Edward
Still at college
You send him letters
Which he doesn't acknowledge
'Cause he don't care
They don't care
'Cause they're all going through their own
Private Hell
Private Hell
Alone at 6 o'clock
You drop a cup
You see it smash
Inside you crack
You can't go on
But you sweep it up
Safe at last inside your
Private Hell
Sanity at last inside your
Private Hell
Sanity at last inside your
Private Hell
Private Hell
Private Hell
Private Hell
Private Hell
Private Hell
Private Hell
Private Hell
Private Hell
Private Hell
Private Hell
Written by: Paul Weller
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