Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Performer
Charlotte Spencer
Charlotte Spencer
Spoken Word
Joanna Riding
Joanna Riding
Spoken Word
Alexander Hanson
Alexander Hanson
Lead Vocals
Graham Hurman
Graham Hurman
Conductor
Rob Eckland
Rob Eckland
Keyboards
Mark Aspinall
Mark Aspinall
Keyboards
Alex Parker
Alex Parker
Keyboards
Ryan Haberfield
Ryan Haberfield
Guitar
Johnny Copland
Johnny Copland
Bass Guitar
Dave Elliot
Dave Elliot
Percussion
Marianne Haynes
Marianne Haynes
Violin
Sarah Manship
Sarah Manship
Flute
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer
Don Black
Don Black
Songwriter
Christopher Hampton
Christopher Hampton
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Producer
Nigel Wright
Nigel Wright
Producer
Robin Sellars
Robin Sellars
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Walter
Andrew Walter
Mastering Engineer

Tekst Utworu

(A piece of waste land amidst gravel pits forms a corner of an English version of a trailer park in Buckinghamshire (now Berkshire) not far from the river. A patch of muddy grass, worn away to earth in front of the converted railway carriage sheathed in stained white cladding. Clothes flap from a line
The inside of an old railway carriage.)
I must say, what a marvelous place to live! All this... space
Might be better if we had electricity
(laughing)
What do you use, oil lamps?
That's right
How romantic
Smelly, more like
(WARD makes an expansive gesture.)
You're so very clever to have found this
The air is so much sweeter in the country
Afternoon tea
Under a tree
Close your eyes, and you could be in
Bridlington-on-Sea
Caravans are absolutely charming
Anywhere you go, your home goes with
You've so much freedom
The world's your oyster
The open road rolls by
What more could anybody ask for?
The woods, the birds, and the sky
It's not a caravan, it's an old railway carriage
Well - same principle!
I couldn't do without somewhere in the country
I've a little cottage by the river
I like to go and stay there at the weekend
Warm breezes blow
Friends come and go
As the sun is setting, the champagne begins to flow
(He turns to MRS. HUISH, CHRISTINE's mother.)
Why don't I take Christine down and show her?
I could bring her back sometime this evening
It's a two-seater
Or I'd invite you
Maybe another day
Won't you give me your kind permission
To take Christine away?
You look far too young to have a daughter
Old enough to be a shorthand typist
She's so delightful
A credit to you
You've taught her grace and charm
Think of me as her guardian angel
I'll keep her safe from harm
Written by: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Christopher Hampton, Don Black
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