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Scratch the Surface
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Utwór Scratch the Surface został wydany 1 stycznia 1989 przez UMC (Universal Music Catalogue) jako część albumu Scratch the Surface
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Data wydania1 stycznia 1989
WytwórniaUMC (Universal Music Catalogue)
LanguageEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM98

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hipsway
Hipsway
Performer
Grahame Skinner
Grahame Skinner
Vocals
Pim Jones
Pim Jones
Guitar
John McElhone
John McElhone
Bass Guitar
Stephen Ferrera
Stephen Ferrera
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grahame Skinner
Grahame Skinner
Composer
S. Jones
S. Jones
Composer
Henry Travers
Henry Travers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phil Galdston
Phil Galdston
Producer
Hugh Padgham
Hugh Padgham
Mixing Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Singing in a language not her own
Sleeping on the floor of every other home
Immortal lips, immortal lips, I once kissed a star
Whose burning desire left me with a scar
That was when she had a fever
A fever that she hoped would never leave her
Everything she'd say, yeah, everything she'd do
Were always ways of trying to get back to you
Words like the closer to yesterday, the better for me
I had many offers, but turned them away
I don't want to get by with what will do
I don't want no life without you
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
To what extent can you defend
An attitude that will not bend?
Wouldn't you gladly leave behind
The part of you that is so unkind?
So unkind
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
Gotta, gotta, get together
Gotta, gotta, yeah, get together
Gotta, gotta, get together
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
If you only scratch the surface
Yeah, it's a life without purpose
But if you open your eyes
You may get a surprise
She was more than glamour for your eyes
Gotta, gotta, get together
Gotta, gotta, get together
Written by: Grahame Skinner, Henry Travers, S. Jones
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