Próximos conciertos de Paul Heaton & Jacqui Abbott
Canciones más populares de Paul Heaton
Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Paul Heaton
Stimme und Gesang
Jacqui Abbott
Stimme und Gesang
Jonny Lexus
Gitarre
Pete Marshall
Schlagzeug
Chris Wise
Begleitgesang
Stephen Large
Klavier
Jez Wing
Tasteninstrumente
Gary Hammond
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Dave Temple
Tenorsaxofon
Tom White
Posaune
Ben Cummings
Trompete
Dub Phizix
Schlagzeug-Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Paul Heaton
Komponist:in
Jonny Lexus
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
John Williams
Produzent:in
Gaz Hadfield
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tim Thomas
Mischtechniker:in
Ian Stewart
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Tim Debney
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Letras
If he looks like he's not sleeping
He ain't wiped around his mouth now
Cannot tell his east from west
Neither tell his north from south
Don't you take him to no doctor
Don't tell the nurse he's feeling bad
Further down the road you'll see
He's got a load of what I had
If he seems drunk at nine in the morning
If his eyes, they are glazed, they are red
Don't wave your hand in front of his face
Just put him straight back to bed
He's got what I had when I shaved off all my hair
When I walked close to the cliff edge, still closer to despair
He's got what I had, he's inconsolable and blue
Ask him what he's got, he's got you
If you see somebody walking
Looks like she's sleeping on the streets
No doubt, you might feel sympathetic
Wonder how she came to be
Likelihood she's lost her house now
Don't see her daughter or her son
There's a weight on all our shoulders
But this one's carrying a ton
If her temperature is rising
If her pulse is hard to find
One tune going round and round in her skull
Presley's always on my mind
She's got what I had when I shaved off all my hair
When I walked close to the cliff edge, still closer to despair
She's got what I had, she's inconsolable and blue
Ask her what she's got, she's got you
Romance comes in every form and every size
Holds you closely, looks you in the eyes
Squeezes tighter, will not let you go
Face you can't recall and name you do not know
They've got what we had when we shaved off all our hair
When we walked close to the cliff edge, still closer to despair
They've got what we had, they're inconsolable and blue
Ask them what they've got, they've got you
Written by: Paul Heaton