Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Donald Fagen
Donald Fagen
Vocais
Walter Weiskopf
Walter Weiskopf
Saxofone alto
Michael Leonhart
Michael Leonhart
Trompete
Carolyn Leonhart
Carolyn Leonhart
Vocal de apoio
Catherine Russell
Catherine Russell
Vocal de apoio
Cindy Mizelle
Cindy Mizelle
Vocal de apoio
Roger Rosenberg
Roger Rosenberg
Saxofone barítono
Lincoln Schleifer
Lincoln Schleifer
Baixo
Earl Cooke, Jr.
Earl Cooke, Jr.
Bateria
Larry Campbell
Larry Campbell
Guitarra base
Jon Herington
Jon Herington
Violão
Jim Pugh
Jim Pugh
Trombone
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Donald Fagen
Donald Fagen
Composição
Michael Leonhart
Michael Leonhart
Arranjos (trompas)
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Donald Fagen
Donald Fagen
Produção
Pat Dillett
Pat Dillett
Engenharia (mixagem)
Michael Leonhart
Michael Leonhart
Produção
Jon Silverman
Jon Silverman
Engenharia (mixagem)
Charles Martinez
Charles Martinez
Engenharia
Scott Hull
Scott Hull
Engenharia (masterização)
Armand Hirsch
Armand Hirsch
Engenharia (gravação)
David Schoenwectter
David Schoenwectter
Engenharia (assistente)
Elliot Scheiner
Elliot Scheiner
Engenharia
Normyn
Normyn
Engenharia (assistente)
Ted Tuthill
Ted Tuthill
Engenharia (assistente)

Letra

[Verse 1]
The air is boiling, sun on my back
Inside I'm frozen girl, I'm about to crack
[Chorus]
They may fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell me what's to be done
Lord, 'bout the weather in my head?
[Verse 2]
Girl when you hurt me, when you told those lies
It's like a typhoon exploded behind my eyes
[Chorus]
They may fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
Tell me what's to be done
Lord, 'bout the weather in my head?
[Verse 3]
Here comes my own Katrina, the levee comes apart
There's an ocean of misery floodin' my heart
[Chorus]
They may fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell me what's to be done
Lord, 'bout the weather in my head?
[Verse 4]
Seaquake by morning, says QUAKE-TV
Rogue wave comes high, and it breaks all over me
[Chorus]
They may fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell me what's to be done
Lord, 'bout the weather in my head?
[Verse 5]
Four old hippies drivin' in the rain
I asked for a lift, they said, "Get used to the pain"
[Chorus]
They gonna fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell me what's to be done
Lord, 'bout the weather in my head?
[Outro]
I said, "What's to be done
Lord, 'bout the weather in my head?"
Written by: Donald Fagen
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