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This Is Hell
30.527
Rock
This Is Hell foi lançado em 8 de março de 1994 por Rhino/Warner Records como parte do álbum Brutal Youth
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Data de lançamento8 de março de 1994
SeloRhino/Warner Records
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM98

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Vocais
Bruce Thomas
Bruce Thomas
Baixo
Pete Thomas
Pete Thomas
Bateria
Steve Nieve
Steve Nieve
Teclados
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
D.P.A. MAC MANUS
D.P.A. MAC MANUS
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello
Produção
John Paterno
John Paterno
Engenharia (assistente)
Julie Gardner
Julie Gardner
Engenharia (assistente)
Justin Underhill
Justin Underhill
Engenharia (assistente)
Pascale Giovetto
Pascale Giovetto
Engenharia (assistente)
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Engenharia (masterização)
Tchad Blake
Tchad Blake
Engenharia (mixagem)
Mitchell Froom
Mitchell Froom
Produção
Kevin Killen
Kevin Killen
Engenharia (gravação)

Letra

This is hell, this is hell
I am sorry to tell you
It never gets better or worse
But you get used to it after a spell
For heaven is hell in reverse
The bruiser spun a hula hoop
While all the barmen preen and pout
The neon "I" of nightclub flickers on and off
And finally blew out
The irritating jingle
Of the belly dancing, phony, Turkish girls
The eerie glare of ultraviolet
Perfect dental work
This is hell, I am sorry to tell you
It never gets better or worse (it never gets better or worse)
But you get used to it after a spell
For heaven is hell in reverse
The failed Don Juan in the big bow-tie
Is very sorry that he spoke
For he's mislaid his punchline
More than halfway through a very tasteless joke
The fräulein caught him peeking down her gown
He's yelling in her ear
And all at once the music stopped
As he was intimately bellowing "My dear"
This is hell, this is hell
I am sorry to tell you
It never gets better or worse (it never gets better or worse)
But you get used to it after a spell
For heaven is hell in reverse
The shirt you wore with courage
And the violent nylon suit
Reappear upon your back
And undermine the polished line you try to shoot
It's not the torment of the flames
That finally sees your flesh corrupted
It's the small humiliations
That your memory piles up
(This is hell) This is hell
(This is hell) This is hell (hell)
"My Favourite Things" are playing again and again
But it's by Julie Andrews and not by John Coltrane
Endless balmy breezes in perfect sunsets framed
Vintage wine for breakfast and naked starlets floating in Champagne
All the passions of your youth
Are tranquillised and tamed
You may think it looks familiar
Though you may know it by another name
This is hell (this is hell), this is hell (this is hell)
I am sorry to tell you
It never gets better or worse (it never gets better or worse)
But you get used to it after a spell
For heaven is hell in reverse
This is hell, this is hell
Written by: D.P.A. MAC MANUS
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