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INTERPRETAÇÃO
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Vocais
Allen Toussaint
Allen Toussaint
Piano Wurlitzer
Anthony Brown
Anthony Brown
Guitarra elétrica
Steve Nieve
Steve Nieve
Piano
Davey Faragher
Davey Faragher
Vocal de apoio
Pete Thomas
Pete Thomas
Bateria
Amadee Castenell
Amadee Castenell
Saxofone tenor
Brian “Breeze” Cayolle
Saxofone barítono
Joe Smith
Joe Smith
Trompete
Sam Williams
Sam Williams
Trombone
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Kevin Dean
Kevin Dean
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
Wesley Fontenot
Wesley Fontenot
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Produção
S. Husky Hoskulds
S. Husky Hoskulds
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

How long does a promise last?
How long can a lie be told?
What would I take in exchange for my soul?
Would I notice when it was sold?
Wake me up, wake me up
Wake me up with a slap or a kiss
There must be something better than this
'Cause I don't see how it can get much worse
What do we have to do to send the river in reverse?
Every man a crawling kingsnake
Every girl a half a heartbreak
Every woman sold into shame
To any son without a name
Are your arms too weak to lift?
Another shovel on the graveyard shift
Here comes the flood if you catch my drift
Where the things that they promised are not a gift
A man falls through a mirror of a lake
We fish him out quick and they call him a fake
Give him all the temptations he can take
Tie him up high till his bones break
Wake me up, wake me up
Wake me up with a slap or a kiss
There must be something better than this
'Cause I don't see how it can get much worse
What do we have to do to send the river in reverse?
I thought I heard somebody laugh
Look out your window
They're chasing shadows in the dark
They're counting widows
I felt a sliver of glass
Saw a cross in the splinters
I felt the truce of spring
Dig me out of the trench of winter
So count your blessings when they ask permission
To govern with money and superstition
They tell you it's all for your own protection
Until you fear your own reflection
But the times are passing from illumination
Like bodies falling from a constellation
An uncivil war divides the nation
So erase the tape
On the final ape
Running down creation
Running down creation
Wake me up, wake me up
Wake me up with a slap or a kiss
There must be something better than this
Wake me up (Wake me up)
Wake me up with a slap or a kiss
There must be something better than this
Written by: Elvis Costello
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