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Лучшие песни The Avalanches
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
The Avalanches
Гитара
Robbie Chater
Программирование
Tony Di Blasi
Программирование
Danny Brown
Вокал
Dominique Clarke
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Robbie Chater
Продюсер
Tony Espie
Миксинг-инженер
Aaron Dobos
Инженер
Matthew Neighbour
Инженер
Joe LaPorta
Мастеринг-инженер
Michael O'Connell
Инженер
Слова
There is magic in the splendor and desire to surrender (aah)
Every moment we're together makes me hope it lasts forever (yeah) (aah)
There is magic in the splendor and desire to surrender
There is magic in the splendor and desire to surrender
There is magic in the splendor and desire to surrender (slap)
There is magic in the splendor and desire to surrender (ahh)
Every moment we're together makes me hope it lasts forever (aah)
There is magic in the splendor and desire to surrender (aah)
Every moment we're together makes me hope it lasts forever (aah)
There is magic in the splendor and desire to surrender (yuh)
There is magic in the splendor and desire to surrender
There is magic in the splendor and desire to surrender
(The Wozard of Iz)
Aah (here we go)
I have been over the rainbow
And I found nothing there
But very thin air
(The Wozard of Iz)
(The Wozard, the Wozard of Iz)
My sixteens and tail twelves
Dick like water, reals in hell
I sold dope, didn't stack up
And I buy a berth from jail twelve
Gonna easily make my jail bail
Locked up in that jail cell
Writing hoes, dirty laps
Jerking off to my mail well
Man, I fuck with white hoes
That be smoking Pall Mall
That be pale with thick tails
Smoke Adderall snort snail trail
I used to rot in stones
Let my nigga fishtail
Now I'm on that mix scale
Not fuckin' with no fish scale (summertime)
About to get my niggas off the hood
Ballin' hard like you knew we would
Your bitch in my phone and she wish she could
'Cause she wish she could
Ball so hard like he couldn't fuck for months
Blunt after blunt, after blunt, after blunt
Pill after pill, after pill, after pill
Extra pills, extra pills
Summertime
Aah
One, two, three
You and me
You and me
Aah
One, two, three, aah!
Writer(s): Mike Vale, Tommy James, Daniel Sewell, Robert Chater, Anthony Di Blasi
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