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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Talking Heads
Talking Heads
Performer
Chris Frantz
Chris Frantz
Drums
David Byrne
David Byrne
Keyboards
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Keyboards
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Bass Guitar
Stan Harrison
Stan Harrison
Alto Saxophone
Lenny Pickett
Lenny Pickett
Tenor Saxophone
Angel Fernandez
Angel Fernandez
Trumpet
Steve Elson
Steve Elson
Baritone Saxophone
Abou M'Boup
Abou M'Boup
Percussion
Earl Gardner
Earl Gardner
Trumpet
Yves N'jock
Yves N'jock
Guitar
Wally Badarou
Wally Badarou
Keyboards
Robyn Eubanks
Robyn Eubanks
Sackbut
Laurie Frink
Laurie Frink
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Frantz
Chris Frantz
Songwriter
David Byrne
David Byrne
Songwriter
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Songwriter
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Songwriter
Lenny Pickett
Lenny Pickett
Horn Arranger
Angel Fernandez
Angel Fernandez
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Frantz
Chris Frantz
Producer
David Byrne
David Byrne
Producer
Jerry Harrison
Jerry Harrison
Producer
Tina Weymouth
Tina Weymouth
Producer
NICK DELRE
NICK DELRE
Assistant Engineer
Jean-Loup Morette
Jean-Loup Morette
Assistant Engineer
Joseph Williams
Joseph Williams
Assistant Engineer
Jack Skinner
Jack Skinner
Mastering Engineer
Steve Lillywhite
Steve Lillywhite
Producer
Mark Wallis
Mark Wallis
Mixing Engineer
Fernando Kral
Fernando Kral
Overdub Engineer
Richard Manwaring
Richard Manwaring
Recording Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Signs, signs are lost Signs disappeared Turn invisible Got no sign Somebody got busted Got a face of stone and a Ghostwritten biography Dogs started rushin' in Hungry for some food Dogs started twitching And they're looking at you It was light by five Torn all apart All in the name of democracy He's hurt, he's dying Claimed he was a terrorist Claimed to avert a catastrophe Someone should've told him That the buck stops here No one ever said That he was involved with thieves They're blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind No sense of harmony, no sense of time Don't mention harmony, say "What is it? What is it? What is it?" Give a little shock, and he raises his hand Somebody shouts out, says "What is it? What is it? What is it?" He was shot down in the night! People ride by but his body's still alive The girl in the window, what has she done? She looks down at me and says "I don't wanna die!" And I'm blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Somebody could have told us where they go Crawling all around looking for foot, foot, footprints Now tell me what the hell have we become? Some dirty little bastards, what the hell is going on? No sense of harmony, no sense of time Don't mention harmony, say "What is it? What is it? What is it?" Give a little shock, and he raises his hand Somebody shouts out, says "What is it? What is it? What is it?" He was shot down in the night People ride by but his body's still alive Girl in the window what has she done? She looks down at me and says "I don't want to die!" An' it's blind and they're blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind Blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind And I'm blind, blind Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Writer(s): David Byrne, Tina Weymouth, Chris Frantz, Jerry Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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