뮤직 비디오
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
The The
실연자
Matt Johnson
건반
Roli Mosimann
프로그래밍
Andrew Poppy
지휘자
John Edcott
트럼펫
Dave de Fries
트럼펫
Philip Eastop
프렌치 호른
Ashley Slater
트롬본
Steve Aitken
트롬본
Andy Blake
바리톤 색소폰
작곡 및 작사
Roli Mosimann
송라이터
Matt Johnson
작곡가
Andrew Poppy
금관악 편곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Matt Johnson
프로듀서
Roli Mosimann
프로듀서
가사
The rising moon faces the sickening sun,
As the lights in the tower blocks go on, one by one,
A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline--
Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity--
Sits back in his new leather chair
Ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast.
I'm smiling through my teeth.
Anybody can be a millionaire,
So everybody's gotta try
But by the laws of this human jungle
Only the heartless will survive.
& Down there--but for the grace of god
--go I.
The smoke & the steam, & the broken down dreams,
The hope, & the hunger, frustration & anger,
The little drunken lives,--
Driven' through the traffic lights
& Away from who they are!
But I've been thinking of you--
In this great city of great solitude.
Crossin' the central reservation, of my imagination,
Searchin' for the world I... left behind.
A shadow hunting shadows of childhood life.
It's all I want--& all I miss--
But how can I return, to a place that don't exist!
From Mombosa to Miami, Beiruit to Bangladesh,
I've flown around the world standing
On the wing of a jet.
Tryin' to salvage my emotions
From the bottom of the oceans--
Y'see I sold my soul, to pay for my dinner.
My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner,
I ain't foolin' I'm fallin', I wasn't wicked, just weak,
I ain't lyin' I'm dyin', crippled by deceit--
Oh the hand that wrote the agony
Has just begun--
Will be the hand that pulls the trigger
--of this gun!
Writer(s): Matt Johnson
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