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The Bayonets - Post Apocalypso (Official Lyric Video)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Bayonets
The Bayonets
Künstler:in
Brian Ray
Brian Ray
Leadgesang
Oliver Leiber
Oliver Leiber
Schlagzeug
Lucrecia López Sanz
Lucrecia López Sanz
Leadgesang
Larry Taylor
Larry Taylor
Bassgitarre
Adam MacDougall
Adam MacDougall
Tasteninstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brian Ray
Brian Ray
Songwriter:in
Oliver Leiber
Oliver Leiber
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brian Ray
Brian Ray
Produzent:in
Oliver Leiber
Oliver Leiber
Produzent:in
Joe Zook
Joe Zook
Mischtechniker:in
Jose Alcantar
Jose Alcantar
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Jim Wilson
Jim Wilson
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Letras

When I was young
They said the sun
Would last a billion years
The earth, the moon, the stars above
Would never disappear
And now we find that that all mankind
Is just in love with war
And complete annihilation
Is knocking at our door
Then I slip into your eyes
Where tangerines kiss lemon pies
In a day dream
Floating weightless hand in hand
Lost inside your promised land
And we're home free
With the moon on the rise over chemical skies
Let the violins play
Darlin' switch your hips and I'll dip you low while we dance
The Post Apocalypso
Babylon was the dawn of civilization
Will modern man play the devil's hand
To end all of creation?
Now we all know the antidote is hidin' in plain sight
So darling let's jump back in bed and dance away the night
Then I slip into your eyes
Where tangerines kiss lemon pies
In a day dream
Floating weightless hand in hand
Lost inside your promised land
And we're home free
With the moon on the rise over chemical skies
Let the violins play
Darlin' switch your hips and I'll dip you low while we dance
The Post Apocalypso
Well it's a Brave new world
And it's burnin' fast
So move in close
It may not last
Baby wear that dress
I'll pour the wine
Cuz this might be
This might be the last time
And now I slip into your eyes
Where tangerines kiss lemon pies
In a daydream
Floating weightless hand in hand
Lost inside your promised land
And we're home free
With the moon on the rise over chemical skies
Let the violins play
Darlin' switch your hips and I'll dip you low while we dance
The Post Apocalypso
Written by: Brian Ray, Oliver Leiber
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