Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Mew
Mew
Исполнитель
Jonas Bjerre
Jonas Bjerre
Вокал
Johan Wohlert
Johan Wohlert
Бас-гитара
Sasha Ryabina
Sasha Ryabina
Бэк-вокал
Nicolas Watts
Nicolas Watts
Клавишные инструменты
Bo Madsen
Bo Madsen
Бэк-вокал
Ella Moreno
Ella Moreno
Оркестр
Liva Katrine Vincent Bonnesen
Liva Katrine Vincent Bonnesen
Оркестр
Sarah E Sejer Solow
Sarah E Sejer Solow
Оркестр
Carla Bisaballe
Carla Bisaballe
Оркестр
J. Dinesen
J. Dinesen
Саксофон
Silas Jørgensen
Silas Jørgensen
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Jonas Bjerre
Jonas Bjerre
Композитор
Johan Wohlert
Johan Wohlert
Композитор
Silas Utke Graae Jørgensen
Silas Utke Graae Jørgensen
Композитор
Bo Madsen
Bo Madsen
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Mew
Mew
Продюсер
Michael Beinhorn
Michael Beinhorn
Продюсер
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Миксинг-инженер
Christian Alex Petersen
Christian Alex Petersen
Миксинг-инженер

Слова

[Verse 1]
Swimming fast
Hone in on the buzz in ways you could not
I like you, real silver like
Oh, see them fast
Take off at last
We get better
[Verse 2]
I wanna breathe in a sunlight beam
I wanna be with a girl like she
[Verse 3]
I'm swimming fast
Hone in on the buzz in ways you could not
Know, my own electricity
You did this to me
I want someone to carry me
Oh, ill advised
Your desire
Tulip bell
[Verse 4]
And I'd rather be a satellite
And I'm picking up the phone
And I'm proud to be a satellite
And I'm picking up the phone
[Verse 5]
Remember when? It was then we sealed
To unlock never again
The way we might, on movie night
Suspend disbelief
And this is much better
I can see you trying
None of these remedies, I feel
Could make things matter that much
It's only right, on movie night
Solemn summer
[Verse 6]
And I'd rather be a satellite
And I'm picking up the phone
Picking up the phone
Stay up
And I thought it'd be a satellite
And I'm picking up the phone
You were always shy
[Verse 7]
Eleven past, eleven past of us
I love all the things that are wrong with you
Know my own electricity
You did this to me
I like you, real silver like
Oh, see them fast
Take off at last
We get better
[Verse 8]
And I'd rather be a satellite
And I'm picking up the phone
And the sun would shine
Stay up
And I thought it'd be a satellite
And I'm picking up the phone
Picking up the phone
[Verse 9]
My life is my own
And now, I'm always home
My life is my own
And now, I'm always home
[Verse 10]
That's where I spend my time
What, you think I'm up all night?
That's where I spend my time
What, you think I'm up all night?
Written by: Bo Madsen, Johan Wohlert, Jonas Bjerre, Jonas Bjerre Terkelsboel, Silas Utke Graae Jørgensen
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