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Kings of Medicine
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Placebo
Placebo
Performer
Peter Cardinali
Peter Cardinali
Conductor
Deborah White
Deborah White
Violin
Fiona Leggat
Fiona Leggat
Viola
Gillon Cameron
Gillon Cameron
Violin
Gita Harcourt
Gita Harcourt
Violin
Helen Rathbone
Helen Rathbone
Cello
Ian Burdge
Ian Burdge
Cello
John Johnson
John Johnson
Tenor Saxophone
KUFU
KUFU
Violin
Natalia Bonner
Natalia Bonner
Violin
Perry White
Perry White
Baritone
Stephen Hussey
Stephen Hussey
Violin
Terry Anthony Promane
Terry Anthony Promane
Trombone
Vicky Matthews
Vicky Matthews
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Placebo
Placebo
Composer
Fiona Brice
Fiona Brice
String Arranger
Peter Cardinali
Peter Cardinali
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Bottrill
David Bottrill
Producer
Dimitri Tikovoi
Dimitri Tikovoi
Producer

Lyrics

They're picking up pieces of me while they're picking up pieces of you In a bag you will be before the day is over Were you looking for somewhere to be? Or looking for someone to do? Stupid me to believe that I could trust in stupid you And on the back of my hand were directions I could understand Now that old buzzard Johnny Walker has gone and ruined all our plans Our best made plans Don't leave me here to pass through time without a map or road sign Don't leave me here my guiding light 'Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin I asked the kings of medicine They're picking up pieces of me while they're picking up pieces of you Lying on ice you will be before the day is over It's a case in point baby that you never thought it through Stupid me to believe I could depend on stupid you And on the tip of my tongue were words that always came out wrong 'Cause they were drowned in southern comfort Left to dry out in the sun, the noon day sun Don't leave me here to pass through time without a map or road sign Don't leave me here my guiding light 'Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin I asked the kings of medicine But it seems they've lost their powers Now all I'm left with is the hours Don't leave me here to pass through time without a map or road sign Don't leave me here my guiding light 'Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin I asked the kings of medicine But it seems they've lost their powers Now all I'm left with is the hours Don't leave me here Don't leave me here, oh no I wouldn't know where to begin
Writer(s): Brian Molko, Stefan Olsdal, Steven Joseph Forrest, William Patrick Lloyd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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