Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hard-FI
Hard-FI
Performer
Will Malone
Will Malone
Conductor
Richard Archer
Richard Archer
Vocals
Warren Clarke
Warren Clarke
Background Vocals
Kai Stevens
Kai Stevens
Bass
Steve Kemp
Steve Kemp
Drums
Ross Phillips
Ross Phillips
Guitar
London Studio Orchestra
London Studio Orchestra
String Orchestra
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Malone
Will Malone
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richard Archer
Richard Archer
Producer
Paul 'P Dub' Walton
Paul 'P Dub' Walton
Additional Engineer
Dick @ 360 Mastering
Dick @ 360 Mastering
Mastering Engineer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
Wolsey White
Wolsey White
Producer

Lyrics

Suburban days They last so long In shop and office We sing our song, we all sing We ain't got nothing Nothing to do A big fat nothing Nothing for me, nothing for you Suburban dreams Just out of reach Work 'till you die That's what they teach you at school With that in mind What's there to lose My friends and I Doped up on TV fags and booze Hear them all singing! We're the ones that you've forgotten But we will not be denied! Coming out of the shadows Yeah, we rock the satellites! Suburban nights They get so hot People get angry We sing our song, we all sing But global terror, they say We are at war But ain't got time for that, 'cos These bills keep dropping through my door Hear them all singing! We're the ones that you've forgotten Out of mind, out of sight Coming out of the shadows Yeah, we rock the satellites! All these people who criticise us Well, we're only sayin' what we're seeing with our own eyes This one way system ain't paradise Not everybody wants to race, wants to fight Hear them all singing! We're the ones that you've forgotten But we will not be denied! Coming out of the shadows Yeah, we rock the satellites! We're the ones that you've forgotten Out of mind, out of sight Coming out of the shadows Coming out via satellite
Writer(s): Richard Archer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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