Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
A Camp
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Nina Persson
Тексты песен
Niclas Frisk
Тексты песен
Nathan Larson
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
A Camp
Продюсер
Geoff Sanoff
Инженер звукозаписи
Nathan Larson
Инженер
Al Weatherhead
Миксинг-инженер
Слова
The route of our journey is traced out in pink
A map of the continents waiting to sink
We're an army in training, me and my band
Making camp in the evenings, grazing the land
We're never alone here
There is lots of unknown here in the brush
Here are many wild animals
We follow the highway through the forest of sparks
They grouped us in twos when we boarded the Ark
Shipped off to a city, stripped of our tongues
Now we live in a playground, eating our young, oh
We're never alone here, no
There's lots of unknown here in the crowd
Here are many wild animals
Ooh, they're dropping the bomb
Ooh, they're dropping the bomb
Like in the beginning, the number is three
It's a small party of roaches, scorpions and me, oh
Forever alone here
There's lot's of unknown here in the glow
Here are many wild animals
Come little kitty, come little elephant
Come, come hither, be with your mama
Come little bastard, come little millionaire
Come, come faster, this is America
Come little rodent, come little carnivore
Eat your dinner
Writer(s): Niclas Patrik Frisk, Nina Persson, Nathan Peter Larson
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