Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Byrne
David Byrne
Vocals
St. Vincent
St. Vincent
Performer
Annie Clark
Annie Clark
Vocals
John Congleton
John Congleton
Programming
Brian Mahany
Brian Mahany
Trombone
Chris Komer
Chris Komer
French Horn
Eric Davis
Eric Davis
French Horn
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Clarinet
Gareth Flowers
Gareth Flowers
Trumpet
Jack Bashkow
Jack Bashkow
Saxophone
Jacquelyn Adams
Jacquelyn Adams
French Horn
Jeff Casswell
Jeff Casswell
Musician
Josh Frank
Josh Frank
Trumpet
Kenneth Finn
Kenneth Finn
Trombone
Mike Gurfield
Mike Gurfield
Trumpet
Steve Elson
Steve Elson
Saxophone
Tom Timko
Tom Timko
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Byrne
David Byrne
Songwriter
Annie Clark
Annie Clark
Songwriter
Tony Finno
Tony Finno
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Byrne
David Byrne
Producer
Annie Clark
Annie Clark
Producer
Patrick Dillett
Patrick Dillett
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

In a garden
Stands a statue
Of the man who won the war
His expression
Tender yearning
Every nation near and far
Oh, sad and ancient father, sweet as honey, tough as leather
Running down the hill on Christmas day
I am an ape
I stand and wait
A masterpiece
A hairy beast
I move so fast
I take a chance
Come up close
I'm not a ghost
Navigator
When you wake up
And you step outside your door
Shoes and panties
Washed and folded
Taking off your dirty clothes
This garden tells a story, amber close-up, faded glory
Running through the streets on Christmas day
I am an ape
I stand and wait
A masterpiece
A hairy beast
Try not to laugh
Just take a chance
I visited
Inside your head
If you trespass,
In this garden
To a place you should not go
If you step out
From the shadows
See the city fall in awe
I am an ape
I stand and wait
A masterpiece
A hairy beast
No need to hide
Come inside
I will not last
I too shall pass
Written by: Annie Clark, David Byrne
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