Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Jeff Buckley
Вокал
Michael Tighe
Гитара
Mick Grondahl
Бас
Matt Johnson
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Rob Tyner
Автор песен
Dennis Thompson
Автор песен
Wayne Kramer
Автор песен
Fred Smith
Автор песен
Michael Davis
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jeff Buckley
Продюсер
Andy Wallace
Продюсер
Steven Berkowitz
Исполнительный продюсер
Слова
[Verse 1]
I'm gonna kick 'em out
[Verse 2]
Well I feel pretty good
And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby
Cause we all got in tune
When the dressing room got hazy now, baby
[Verse 3]
I know how you want it, child, hot, sweet, and tight
The girls can't stand it when you're doing it right
When they're up on the stand
And then they kick out the jams, yeah
Kick out the jams, I gotta kick 'em out
[Verse 4]
Yes, I'm starting to sweat
You know my shirt's all wet
What a feeling
And the sound that abounds and
Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling
You gotta have it, baby
You can't do without
When you get the feeling
You've got the sounds above
Put that mic in my hand
And let me kick out the jams
Yeah, kick out the jams, yeah, c’mon
[Verse 5]
So you got to get it up
And then can't get enough
That's what
‘Cause it gets in your brain
It drives you insane, makes you crazy
The, the faster you funk
If you want to feed my rocket
Till the morning comes
Let me be who I am
And let me kick out the jams
Yeah, kick out the jams
I gotta kick 'em out
Written by: Dennis A. Tomich, Frederick D. Smith, Michael Davis, Robert W. Derminer, Wayne Kramer