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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Barenaked Ladies
Stimme und Gesang
Dana Goldfein
Musiker:in
Ed Robertson
Stimme und Gesang
Steven Page
Stimme und Gesang
Jim Creeggan
Bassgitarre
Tyler Stewart
Schlagzeug
Kevin Hearn
Klavier
Roberto "Tiny" Menegoni
Percussion/Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ed Robertson
Songwriter:in
Steven Page
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
David May
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Michael Scotella
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Jen Hilliard
Ingenieurassistent:in
Kate Teasdale
Ingenieurassistent:in
Brian Gardner
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jim Scott
Mischtechniker:in
Don Was
Produzent:in
Paroles
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
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