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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stuart Neil
Stuart Neil
Bass Guitar
Gavin Lamont
Gavin Lamont
Drums
Scott Rough
Scott Rough
Background Vocals
Logan's Close
Logan's Close
Performer
Carl Marah
Carl Marah
Lead Vocals
Sean Morrison
Sean Morrison
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stuart Neil
Stuart Neil
Composer
Gavin Lamont
Gavin Lamont
Composer
Scott Rough
Scott Rough
Songwriter
Carl Marah
Carl Marah
Songwriter
Sean Morrison
Sean Morrison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fabian Tormin
Fabian Tormin
Mastering Engineer
Dennis Rux
Dennis Rux
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Anaconda cord line hissing down the phone again Deep black leather rubbing against her naked skin It's a constant reminder of the coldness of the words That are always creeping in Cheap, bright studio lights Providing sexual tones the background hones While the focal point is right upon her lips and she says "What would you like next?" And she tells them, and it helps them Hide away their sins There's a sea of a thousand faces but she looks at each like the first Leaving minimal traces what they crave is what they don't return Hey midnight spectator, what do you want to see? Call up now and I'll blow your dim-lit screen I don't know your name but everybody now knows mine Call up now for a virtually good time Respiration heavy and the pulse starts to increase Hot and sweaty deep release is how you entertain The brains of night admirers All throughout the week before they go to sleep But not for her the night is young She remains for everyone Until the morning daylight creeps in Through the curtain sheets and reveals the sun And it saves her until later and it all repeats There's nothing in this life for free And she knows that more than most Sex sells on TV - you must agree That nothing else comes close Hey midnight spectator, what do you want to see? Call up now and I'll blow your dim-lit screen I don't know your name but everybody now knows mine Call up now for a virtually good time Hey midnight spectator, what do you want to see? Call up now and I'll blow your dim-lit screen I don't know your name but everybody now knows mine Call up now for a virtually good time Hey midnight spectator What do you want to see? (what do you want to see?) Call up now and I'll blow your dim-lit screen I don't know your name But everybody now knows mine (i don't know your name) Call up now For a virtually good time (I don't know your name) Hey midnight spectator What do you want to see? (I don't know your name) Call up now and I'll blow it, I'll blow it I'll blow it, I'll blow it (I don't know your name) And I don't know your name But everybody now knows mine (I don't know your name) (I don't know your...) Midnight observer babe Midnight observer babe Midnight observer babe Midnight observer babe
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