Видео
Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Pulp
Исполнитель
Jarvis Cocker
Вокал
Steve Mackey
Бас-гитара
Nick Banks
Барабаны
Candida Doyle
Клавишные инструменты
Марк Веббер
Гитара
Russell Senior
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Jarvis Cocker
Композитор
Steve Mackey
Автор песен
Nick Banks
Композитор
Candida Doyle
Композитор
Марк Веббер
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Scott Walker
Продюсер
Peter Walsh
Миксинг-инженер
Matt Lawrence
Инженер
Слова
We came across the North Sea with our carriers on our knees
Wound up in some holding camp somewhere outside Leeds
Because we do not care to fight, my friends, we are the weeds
Because we got no homes, they call us smelly refugees
We are weeds, vegetation, dense undergrowth
Through cracks in the pavement
There weeds will grow the places you don't go
This cut-price dairy produce that turns our bones to dust
You want some entertainment? Go on, shove it up me, if you must
Make believe you're so turned on by planting trees and shrubs
But you come round to visit us when you fancy booze and drugs
We are weeds, vegetation, dense undergrowth
Through cracks in the pavement
There weeds will grow the places you don't go
If you think it's a crime
We'd like to get you out of your mind
It's just a matter of time, yeah
We'd like to get you out of your mind
Gonna cut you down in your prime, yeah
We'd like to get you out of your mind
For a little time, for all time
Weed
Written by: Candida Doyle, Jarvis Cocker, Mark Webber, Nick Banks, Steve Mackey


