Vídeo musical

The Offspring Come Out And Play (Keep Em Seperated)
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Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Greg Kriesel
Greg Kriesel
Bassgitarre
Dexter Holland
Dexter Holland
Leadgesang
Ron Welty
Ron Welty
Schlagzeug
Jason "Blackball" McLean
Jason "Blackball" McLean
Stimme und Gesang
Kevin Wasserman
Kevin Wasserman
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dexter Holland
Dexter Holland
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Thom Wilson
Thom Wilson
Produzent:in
Ken Paulakovich
Ken Paulakovich
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Mike Ainsworth
Mike Ainsworth
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Ulyses Noriega
Ulyses Noriega
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in

Letras

[Intro]
You gotta keep 'em separated
[Verse 1]
Like the latest fashion
Like a spreading disease
The kids are strapping on their way to the classroom
Getting weapons with the greatest of ease
[PreChorus]
The gangs stake out their own campus locale
And if they catch you slipping, then it's all over, pal
If one guy's colors and the other's don't mix
They're gonna bash it up, bash it up, bash it up, bash it up
[Chorus]
Hey, man, you talking back to me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, man, you disrespecting me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, don't pay no mind
If you're under eighteen, you won't be doing any time
Hey, come out and play
[Verse 2]
By the time you hear the siren
It's already too late
One goes to the morgue, and the other to jail
One guy's wasted, and the other's a waste
[PreChorus]
It goes down the same as the thousands before
No one's getting smarter, no one's learning the score
Your never-ending spree of death and violence and hate
Is gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope, tie your own
[Chorus]
Hey, man, you disrespecting me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, man, you talking back to me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, don't pay no mind
If you're under eighteen, you won't be doing any time
Hey, come out and play
[PreChorus]
It goes down the same as the thousands before
No one's getting smarter, no one's learning the score
Your never-ending spree of death and violence and hate
Is gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope, tie your own
[Chorus]
Hey, man, you talking back to me?
Take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, man, you disrespecting me?
Take him out
Gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, don't pay no mind
If you're under eighteen, you won't be doing any time
Hey, come out and play
Written by: Bryan Holland
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