Лучшие песни Barenaked Ladies
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Barenaked Ladies
Вокал
Dana Goldfein
Музыкант
Ed Robertson
Вокал
Steven Page
Вокал
Jim Creeggan
Бас-гитара
Tyler Stewart
Барабаны
Kevin Hearn
Фортепиано
Roberto "Tiny" Menegoni
Ударные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Ed Robertson
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Steven Page
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
David May
Дополнительный продюсер
Michael Scotella
Дополнительный инженер
Jen Hilliard
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Kate Teasdale
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Brian Gardner
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Jim Scott
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It's the perfect time of year
Somewhere far away from here
I feel fine enough, I guess
Considering everything's a mess
There's a restaurant down the street
Where hungry people like to eat
I could walk but I'll just drive
It's colder than it looks outside
It's like a dream you try to remember but it's gone
Then you try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn
When you try to see the world beyond your front door
Take your time 'cause the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile
When you realize that a guy my size might take a while
Just to try to figure out what all this is for
It's the perfect time of day
To throw all your cares away
Put the sprinkler on the lawn
And run through with my gym shorts on
Take a drink right from the hose
And change into some drier clothes
Climb the stairs up to my room
Sleep away the afternoon
It's like a dream you try to remember but it's gone
Then you try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn
When you try to see the world beyond your front door
Take your time 'cause the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile
When you realize that a guy my size might take a while
Just to try to figure out what all this is for
Pinch me, pinch me
'Cause I'm still asleep
Please God, tell me
That I'm still asleep
On an evening such as this
It's hard to tell if I exist
Pack the car and leave this town
Who'll notice that I'm not around?
I could hide out under there
I just made you say 'underwear'
I could leave but I'll just stay
All my stuff's here anyway
It's like a dream you try to remember but it's gone
Then you try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn
When you try to see the world beyond your front door
Take your time 'cause the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile
When you realize that a guy my size might take a while
Just to try to figure out what all this is for
Try to figure out what all this is for
Try to see the world beyond your front door
Try to figure out what all this is for
Writer(s): Steven Page, Ed Robertson
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