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Barenaked Ladies
Barenaked Ladies
Stimme und Gesang
Dana Goldfein
Dana Goldfein
Musiker:in
Ed Robertson
Ed Robertson
Stimme und Gesang
Steven Page
Steven Page
Stimme und Gesang
Jim Creeggan
Jim Creeggan
Bassgitarre
Tyler Stewart
Tyler Stewart
Schlagzeug
Kevin Hearn
Kevin Hearn
Klavier
Roberto "Tiny" Menegoni
Roberto "Tiny" Menegoni
Percussion/Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ed Robertson
Ed Robertson
Songwriter:in
Steven Page
Steven Page
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
David May
David May
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Michael Scotella
Michael Scotella
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Jen Hilliard
Jen Hilliard
Ingenieurassistent:in
Kate Teasdale
Kate Teasdale
Ingenieurassistent:in
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jim Scott
Jim Scott
Mischtechniker:in
Don Was
Don Was
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It's the perfect time of year Somewhere far away from here I feel fine enough, I guess Considering everything's a mess There's a restaurant down the street Where hungry people like to eat I could walk but I'll just drive It's colder than it looks outside It's like a dream, you try to remember, but it's gone Then you try to scream, but it only comes out as a yawn When you try to see the world beyond your front door Take your time 'cause the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile When you realize that a guy my size might take a while Just to try to figure out what all this is for It's the perfect time of day To throw all your cares away Put the sprinkler on the lawn And run through with my gym shorts on Take a drink right from the hose Then change into some drier clothes Climb the stairs up to my room Sleep away the afternoon It's like a dream, you try to remember, but it's gone Then you try to scream, but it only comes out as a yawn When you try to see the world beyond your front door Take your time 'cause the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile When you realize that a guy my size might take a while Just to try to figure out what all this is for Pinch me, pinch me 'Cause I'm still asleep Please, God, tell me That I'm still asleep On an evening such as this It's hard to tell if I exist If I packed the car and leave this town Will you notice that I'm not around I could hide out under there I just made you say 'Underwear' I could leave but I'll just stay All my stuff's here anyway It's like a dream, you try to remember, but it's gone Then you try to scream, but it only comes out as a yawn When you try to see the world beyond your front door Take your time 'cause the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile When you realize that a guy my size might take a while Just to try to figure out what all this is for Try to figure out what all this is for Try to see the world beyond your front door Try to figure out what all this is for
Writer(s): Steven Page, Ed Robertson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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