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Work
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Pop
Work foi lançado em 31 de janeiro de 2025 por EastWest como parte do álbum This Destination
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Data de lançamento31 de janeiro de 2025
SeloEastWest
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM106

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Gary Kemp
Gary Kemp
Vocais
Florence Rawlings
Florence Rawlings
Vocal de apoio
Izzy Chase-Philmore
Izzy Chase-Philmore
Vocal de apoio
Toby Chapman
Toby Chapman
Teclados
Donal Lunny
Donal Lunny
Bodhrán
Chris Worsey
Chris Worsey
Violoncelo
James Douglas
James Douglas
Violoncelo
Sophie Harris
Sophie Harris
Violoncelo
W. Schofield
W. Schofield
Violoncelo
John Metcalfe
John Metcalfe
Regência
Stacey Watton
Stacey Watton
Contrabaixo
Everton Nelson
Everton Nelson
Violino
Bruce White
Bruce White
Viola
Helen Kamminga
Helen Kamminga
Viola
Peter Lale
Peter Lale
Viola
Reiad Chibah
Reiad Chibah
Viola
Alison Dods
Alison Dods
Violino
Ian Humphries
Ian Humphries
Violino
Louisa Fuller
Louisa Fuller
Violino
Lucy Wilkins
Lucy Wilkins
Violino
Marianne Haynes
Marianne Haynes
Violino
Natalia Bonner
Natalia Bonner
Violino
Raja Halder
Raja Halder
Violino
Richard George
Richard George
Violino
Rick Koster
Rick Koster
Violino
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Gary Kemp
Gary Kemp
Composição
Toby Chapman
Toby Chapman
Arranjos (cordas)
John Metcalfe
John Metcalfe
Arranjos (cordas)
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Gary Kemp
Gary Kemp
Produção
Toby Chapman
Toby Chapman
Produção
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Engenharia (masterização)
Mike Horner
Mike Horner
Engenharia (gravação)

Letra

[Verse 1]
My father worked in a shirt and tie
The factory floor was the place he felt alive
An old dust coat of ink and brown
Machine that roared as he pushed the lever down
And I would feel the warmth
Of the power in his hands, that he'd apply
And watched him as he worked
A man that was a hero to my eye
[Verse 2]
My mother cared for the broken few
She filled their plates and did all she could do
She'd hurry home to work some more
To smooth the sheets
To tidy up the floor
And I would feel the warmth
From everything she made here with her hand
And we would see this home
As the centre of a map, a rock to stand
[Chorus]
And she said, "Sleep my darlings, please
Put your minds at ease
Tomorrow we'll be free to start again
Ooh, again"
[Verse 3]
He grew the crops of a family life
Delivered fruits to his children and his wife
Then out of nothing, he lost his place
Things fell apart, a feeling of disgrace
And he would often wake
And ask her, "Have I given all I can?"
And felt we looked at him
To ask, "Is he the measure of a man?"
[Chorus]
And she said, "Sleep my darling, please
Put your mind at ease
Tomorrow you'll be free to start again"
[Instrumental]
And now I work in a counting house
I manage life, but only just about
I really can't complain at all
My kids, my wife
The beauty of it all
But all that I can see
Are a thousand little problems in my mind
I'm trying to make it work
I'm trying to use the tools they left behind
[Chorus]
And you say, "Sleep my darling, please
Put your mind at ease
Tomorrow you'll be free to start again
Ooh, again"
[Outro]
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Written by: Gary Kemp
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