Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Neal Avron
Труба
Buddy Schnaub
Тромбон
Derron Nuhfer
Саксофон
Art Alexakis
Гитара
Craig Montoya
Бас-гитара
Greg Eklund
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Art Alexakis
Автор песен
Craig Montoya
Автор песен
Greg Eklund
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Neal Avron
Инженер звукозаписи
Andy Wallace
Миксинг-инженер
Nick Brophy
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Bill Jackson
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Bob Ludwig
Мастеринг-инженер
Art Alexakis
Продюсер
Craig Montoya
Ассистент продюсера
Greg Eklund
Ассистент продюсера
Ian Blanch
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Слова
(Bigger, badder, better than you)
(Bigger, badder, better than you)
(Bigger, badder, better than you)
(Bigger, badder, better than you)
(Oh!)
(Oh!)
Loopy says he likes it up on top (aah-ah)
Yes, he knows if he ever lets go
The pretty machine
Will swallow him whole
He has no fear
He has no sense of shame
He will not stop
Until everybody everywhere will want to know his name
The One Hit Wonder, he likes the big time (aah-ah)
He says he wants to live the kind of life
That will make the folks back home all bitch and whine
He knows if he ever even gets the chance
He'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
They can't hurt you unless you let them
(Oh) Loopy says he sure does like the good life (aah-ah)
Yes, he knows all those women who scheme
Are just pretty pictures in the pretty machine
He knows if he ever even gets to try
He'd bite down hard to make the monster cry
He knows if he ever even gets the chance
He'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
They can't hurt you unless you let them
I will say it again
They cannot hurt you unless you let them
Loopy says he likes it up on top (aah-ah)
He prays to God and he hopes like hell
The pretty machine, they will never fail
He has no fear
He doesn't really even have the time
He knows that the world is in love with the pretty machine
Oh, yeah, the pretty machine
The One Hit Wonder, he likes the big time (aah-ah)
Yeah, he wants to live the kind of life
That will make the folks back home scream, bitch and whine
He knows if he ever even gets to try
He'd bite down hard to make the monster cry
He knows if he ever even gets the chance
He'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
He knows if he ever even gets to play
He'd stomp like God to make the monster say
They can't hurt you unless you let them
(They can't hurt you unless you let them)
They cannot hurt you unless you let them
(They cannot hurt you unless you let them)
They cannot hurt you unless you let them
(They can't hurt you unless you let them) I will say it again
They can't hurt you unless you let them
(They can't hurt you unless you let them) I will say it again
They can't hurt you unless you let them
(They can't hurt you unless you let them) I will say it again
They cannot hurt you unless you let them
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
(They cannot hurt you unless you let them)
(They cannot hurt you unless you let them)
(They cannot hurt you unless you let them)
Writer(s): Greg Eklund, Art Alexakis, Craig Montoya
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