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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Sting
Sting
Stimme und Gesang
Dominic Miller
Dominic Miller
Gitarre
Jo Lawry
Jo Lawry
Begleitgesang
Rhani Krija
Rhani Krija
Percussion/Schlagzeug
David Cossin
David Cossin
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Ira Coleman
Ira Coleman
Kontrabass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Sting
Sting
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sting
Sting
Produzent:in
Rob Mathes
Rob Mathes
Produzent:in
Elliot Scheiner
Elliot Scheiner
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Thom Cadley
Thom Cadley
Mischtechniker:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
This next song is about an older man and a much younger woman
Tragic, it's called All Would Envy, thank you
[Verse 2]
Old enough to be her dad but the young men were just mad
They nursed their grievances and she was flattered by his charm
It wouldn't do her any harm they all had their chances
He sent her flowers and limousines and she was treated like a queen
And anything she ever wanted was no problem for a man like him
And everyone expected soon that she could ask him for the moon
If she would wear his ring
[Verse 3]
Knowing glances from his friends
In the homes at the weekends of high society
But he didn't give a damn, he'd never felt more like a man
And all the time the clock was ticking, yeah
And all would envy the older man and his beautiful young wife
Yes, all would envy
[Verse 4]
In a house upon the hill, she was there with time to kill
She lived the life she'd only dreamed but life was never what it seemed
To all her friends that she'd ignored she'd deny she was bored
She had no time for dancing, no time for dancing
[Verse 5]
But the clock upon the wall that was ticking in the hall
Always reminded her that life was going on elsewhere
But she was happy and she'd swear she wouldn't change a thing
And all would envy the older man and his beautiful young wife
Yes, all would envy
[Verse 6]
Now it's 5 o'clock AM, she must of spent the night again
With that old friend of hers, she loves to dance
She's missing more and more these days
But I'm still stuck in my old ways
Perhaps she needs a little more romance
But the clock upon the wall is ticking in the hall
She must be home soon
Where a younger man would weep he takes a pill and goes to sleep
Now who would envy the older man and his beautiful young wife?
Now who would envy?
Written by: Sting
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