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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Gregg Alexander
Gregg Alexander
Stimme und Gesang
Rusty Anderson
Rusty Anderson
E-Gitarre
Rick Nowels
Rick Nowels
Klavier
John Pierce
John Pierce
Bassgitarre
Gary Ferguson
Gary Ferguson
Schlagzeug
Juliet Prater
Juliet Prater
Percussion/Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Gregg Alexander
Gregg Alexander
Songwriter:in
Rick Nowels
Rick Nowels
Songwriter:in
Richard Podolor
Richard Podolor
Arrangeur:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Gregg Alexander
Gregg Alexander
Produzent:in
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Mischtechniker:in
Andre Berryman
Andre Berryman
Mischtechniker:in
Bill Cooper
Bill Cooper
Ingenieur:in
Bob Wartinbee
Bob Wartinbee
Ingenieur:in
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mischtechniker:in
Curt Kroeger
Curt Kroeger
Mischtechniker:in
Don Tyler
Don Tyler
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Michael James Marchesano
Michael James Marchesano
Mischtechniker:in
Michael Vail Blum
Michael Vail Blum
Ingenieur:in
Mike Bradford
Mike Bradford
Ingenieur:in
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

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Uh Ooh What, what, what, what One, two, one, two, three, ow Wake up, kids, we got the dreamers' disease Age 14, they got you down on your knees So polite, we're busy still saying please Frenemies, who, when you're down, ain't your friend Every night, they smash a Mercedes-Benz First we run, and then we laugh 'till we cry But when the night is falling You cannot find the light (light) You feel your dreams are dying Hold tight You've got the music in you Don't let go You've got the music in you One dance left This world is gonna pull through Don't give up You've got a reason to live Can't forget We only get what we give I'm comin' home, baby You're the tops Give it to me now Four a.m., we ran the Miracle Mile We're flat broke, but, hey, we do it in style The bad rich, God's flying in for your trial Hah-hah-hah But when the night is falling You cannot find a friend (friend) You feel your tree is breaking Just bend You've got the music in you Don't let go You've got the music in you One dance left This world is gonna pull through Don't give up You've got a reason to live Can't forget We only get what we give Ow This whole damn world can fall apart You'll be okay, follow your heart You're in harm's way, I'm right behind Now say you're mine You've got the music in you Don't let go You've got the music in you One dance left This world is gonna pull through Don't give up You've got a reason to live Can't forget We only get what we give Don't let go I feel the music in you Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh Fly high, high What's real can't die You only get what you give You're gonna get what you give Don't give up Just don't be afraid to live Health insurance, rip-off, lying FDA, big bankers buying Fake computer, crashes, dining Cloning while they're multiplying Fashion shoots with Beck and Hanson (don't give up) Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson You're all fakes, run to your mansions Come around, we'll kick your assess (Don't let go) (One dance left) (Don't give up) oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Can't forget) oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Don't let go)
Writer(s): Gregg Alexander, Rick Nowels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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