Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Adams
Conductor
Angela Teek
Vocals
Audra McDonald
Vocals
Grant Gershon
Vocal Director
Hannu Rantanen
Double Bass
Janne Murto
Saxophone
Jari Nieminen
Guitar
Jari-Pekka Karvonen
Percussion
Kari Tenkanen
Bass Clarinet
Marin Mazzie
Vocals
Marja Mutru
Keyboards
Markku Tabell
Keyboards
Michael McElroy
Vocals
Richard Muenz
Vocals
S. Kantonen
Piano
Welly Yang
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Adams
Composer
June Jordan
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tommy Krasker
Producer
Joan Marcus
Photography
John Gall
Graphic Design
Matt Warnock
Photography
Paul Zinman
Editing Engineer
Ric Wilson
Mastering Engineer
Robert Hurwitz
Executive Producer
Tom Lazarus
Mixing Engineer
Letra
Three weeks
And still I'm out of my mind about you
Three weeks
And still I'm thinking about you, thinking about you
Three weeks
And still I walk around blind without you
Three weeks
And still I'm watching, watching what you do
Don't send me no "dead end"
No "sorry we're through"
I gotta get a program compatible with you
Don't send me no "dead end"
No "sorry we're through"
I gotta get my disc to match your drive
How do you expect my heart to behave
Unless you enter my love and then save
Unless you enter my love and then save
Three weeks
And here I still can't stop
Three weeks
And still I'm crazy to see you, crazy to see you
I'm ready to pop
I wanna be the one you call to figure out your VCR
I want you as a designated driver of my car
I wanna be the one
I want you as my driver
I wanna be the one
I want you as my driver
I wanna be the one
I want you as my, the driver of my
What do I have to prove
What do I have to prove
What do I have to prove
What do I have to prove
What do I have to prove
To put my loving in the middle of your very next move
What do I have to prove to you
To put my loving in the middle of your very next move
Three weeks
And still I'm out of my mind about you
Three weeks
And still I'm thinking about you, thinking about you
Three weeks
And still I walk around blind without you
Three weeks
And still I'm watching, watching what you do
Don't send me no "dead end"
No "sorry we're through"
I gotta get a program compatible with you
Don't send me no "dead end"
No "sorry we're through"
I gotta get my disc to match your drive
How do you expect my heart to behave
Unless you enter my love then save
Unless you enter my love and then save
Three weeks
And still I'm watching what you do
Three weeks
And still I'm thinking about you, thinking about you
Watching what you do
If I can't fly myself into the total
Energy of your cyberkinetic computer
Astrophysiological configuration
If I can't fix myself inside the anti-entropic centripetal
Space of your blow me away hot body's agile conservation
Baby, then I'll just, I'll just have to
Have to think about somebody else
You said it, I heard you, I'm outta here
Baby, baby here I am, here I am, still I can't stop
Come on, come on
Written by: John Adams, June Jordan

