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Bathtime
6 178
Rock
Трек «Bathtime» вышел в 24 июня 1997 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «UMC (Universal Music Catalogue)»)Curtains
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АльбомCurtains
Дата релиза24 июня 1997 г.
ЛейблUMC (Universal Music Catalogue)
ЯзыкEnglish
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Исполнитель
Stuart Staples
Stuart Staples
Вокал
Neil Fraser
Neil Fraser
Гитара
Mark Colwill
Mark Colwill
Бас-гитара
Dickon Hinchliffe
Dickon Hinchliffe
Скрипка, Гитара
David Boulter
David Boulter
Орган
Al Macaulay
Al Macaulay
Барабаны, Ударные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Neil Fraser
Neil Fraser
Автор песен, Композитор
Mark Colwill
Mark Colwill
Композитор, Тексты песен
Dickon Hinchliffe
Dickon Hinchliffe
Композитор, Автор песен
David Boulter
David Boulter
Композитор
Al Macaulay
Al Macaulay
Композитор
Alistair McAuley
Alistair McAuley
Автор песен
Stuart Ashton Staples
Stuart Ashton Staples
Автор песен, Композитор
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Аранжировщик
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Продюсер, Миксинг-инженер, Инженер звукозаписи
Craig Chettle
Craig Chettle
Миксинг-инженер, Инженер звукозаписи
Ian Caple
Ian Caple
Инженер звукозаписи

Слова

There's a city filth that lingers
All over my neck and hands
Deep into the weave of the clothes I wear
And every step brings another
Every yard adds some more
Till I'm on the other side leaning on your door
Are the taps running, darling?
Is the air thick with steam?
Can I find some place to cry these tears of shame?
And every step brings another
Every yard adds some more
Till I'm on the other side leaning on your door
There's a smell so sweet it's sickly
It follows me into the room
Hangs in the air like rotting perfume
I never bathed in it, darling
Got down on my hands and knees
Got in so far, I became, well, a part of it all
I've been wading through it
Don't you know it's up to my neck
And it won't be long before it's over my head
And it's the thought of you in my mind that keeps me here
Thought I knew these streets, I knew how they turn
I could always find my way home
There's something there, I can't leave it alone
The trains they run all night
We could leave everything behind
Just bring that dress you wore when we first met
I know it's faded, darling
I know it's tattered and worn
In that dress, I could never love you more
I've been wading through it
Don't you know it's up to my neck
And it won't be long before it's over my head
Then I can suck it into my lungs and breathe it in
Written by: Al Macaulay, Alistair McAuley, David Boulter, Dickon Hinchliffe, Mark Colwill, Neil Fraser, Stuart Ashton Staples
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