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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Anthony Kiedis
Anthony Kiedis
Вокал
Chad Smith
Chad Smith
Барабаны
Flea
Flea
Бас-гитара
John Frusciante
John Frusciante
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Anthony Kiedis
Anthony Kiedis
Автор песен
Chad Smith
Chad Smith
Автор песен
John Frusciante
John Frusciante
Автор песен
Michael Balzary
Michael Balzary
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Chris Holmes
Chris Holmes
Ассистент инженера
Dan Leffler
Dan Leffler
Ассистент инженера
Philip Broussard
Philip Broussard
Ассистент инженера
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Мастеринг-инженер
Richard Dodd
Richard Dodd
Миксинг-инженер
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Продюсер
David Schiffman
David Schiffman
Инженер звукозаписи
Greg Fidelman
Greg Fidelman
Инженер звукозаписи

Слова

They say in chess you've got to kill the queen, and then you've made it Oh, I, do you? A funny thing, a king who gets himself assassinated Hey now, every time I lose altitude You took a town by storm, the mess you made was nominated Oh, I, do you? Now put away your welcome, soon you'll find you've overstayed it Hey now, every time I lose altitude So divine, hell of an elevator All the while my fortune faded Never mind the consequences of the crime This time my fortune faded The medicated state of mind you've found is overrated Oh, I, do you? You saw it all come down, and now it's time to imitate it Hey now, every time I lose altitude So divine, hell of an elevator All the while my fortune faded Never mind the consequences of the crime This time my fortune faded Come on, God, do I seem bulletproof? So divine, hell of an elevator All the while my fortune faded Never mind the consequences of the crime This time my fortune faded So divine, hell of an elevator All the while my fortune faded Never mind the consequences of the crime This time my fortune faded
Writer(s): Michael Balzary, John Frusciante, Anthony Kiedis, Chad Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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