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Televators
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Rock
Трек «Televators» вышел в 24 июня 2003 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Motown»)Deloused In the Comatorium
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Дата релиза24 июня 2003 г.
ЛейблMotown
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM121

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Вокал
Jon Theodore
Jon Theodore
Барабаны
Lenny Castro
Lenny Castro
Ударные инструменты
Justin Meldal-Johnsen
Justin Meldal-Johnsen
Контрабас
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Гитара
Isaiah Owens
Isaiah Owens
Клавишные инструменты
Jeremy Michael Ward
Jeremy Michael Ward
Звуковые эффекты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Cedric Bixler-Zavala
Автор песен
Jeremy Michael Ward
Jeremy Michael Ward
Автор песен
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Продюсер
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Миксинг-инженер
David Schiffman
David Schiffman
Инженер звукозаписи
Andrew Scheps
Andrew Scheps
Дополнительный инженер
Phillip Broussard
Phillip Broussard
Ассистент инженера
Darren Mora
Darren Mora
Ассистент инженера
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
Продюсер
Steve Kadison
Steve Kadison
Ассистент мастеринг-инженера
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

[Verse 1]
Just as he hit
The ground
They lowered a tow that
Stuck in his neck to the gills
Fragments of sobriquets
Riddle me this
Three half eaten corneas
Who hit the aureole
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
[Chorus]
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped
[Instrumental]
The house half the way
Fell empty with teeth
That split both his lips
Mark these words
One day this chalk outline will circle this city
Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face?
A room colored charlatan
Hid in a safe
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
[Chorus]
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Only this manupod
Crescent in shape has escaped
[Bridge]
Pull the pins, save your grace
Mark these words on his grave
Pull the pins, save your grace
Mark these words on his grave
Pull the pins, save your grace
Mark these words on his grave
[Chorus]
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red
Everyone knows the last toes are
Always the coldest to go
Written by: Cedric Bixler-Zavala, Jeremy Michael Ward, Omar Rodriguez-Lopez
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