Phantom Limb - The Shins: letras de canções, vídeos de música e concertos

Phantom Limb

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Phantom Limb foi lançado em 23 de janeiro de 2007 por Sub Pop Records como parte do álbum Wincing the Night Away

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DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Anita Robinson

Background Vocals

Dave Hernandez

Lead Guitar

James Mercer

Performer

Jesse Sandoval

Drums

Martin Crandall

Martin Crandall

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

James Mercer

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

James Mercer

Producer

Joe Chiccarelli

Joe Chiccarelli

Producer

Emily Lazar

Mastering Engineer

Phil Ek

Additional Producer

Sarah Register

Mastering Engineer

Letra

[Verse 1]

Foals in winter coats

White girls of the north

File past, one, five, and one

They are the fabled lambs of Sunday ham

The EHS norm

[Verse 2]

And they could float above the grass

In circles if they tried

A latent power I know they hide

To keep some hope alive

That a girl like I could ever try

Could ever try

[Chorus]

So we just skirt the hallway sides

A phantom and a fly

Follow the lines and wonder why

There's no connection

[Verse 3]

A week of rolling eyes

And cheap shots from the tribe

And we're off to Nemarca's porch again

Another afternoon of the goat-head tunes

And pilfered booze

[Verse 4]

We wander through her momma's house

The milk from a window lights

Family portrait, circa '95

This is that foreign land with the sprayed-on tans

And it all feels fine

Be it silk or slime

[Chorus]

So when they tap our Monday heads

Two zombies walk in our stead

This town seems hardly worth the time

And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme

Too far along in our climb

Stepping over what now towers to the sky

With no connection

[Bridge]

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

[Chorus]

So when they tap our Sunday heads

Two zombies walk in our stead

This town seems hardly worth the time

And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme

Too far along in our crime

Stepping over what now towers to the sky

With no connection

[Outro]

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Written by: James Mercer

Rodapé Shazam

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