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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jim Steinman
Künstler:in
S. Buslowe
Bass
Todd Rundgren
Begleitgesang
Kasim Sulton
Begleitgesang
Bill Payne
Klavier
Eddie Martinez
Gitarre
Brian Meagher Jr
Dudelsack
Justin Meagher
Dudelsack
Jeff Bova
Programmierung
Lorraine Crosby
Begleitgesang
Max Haskett
Begleitgesang
Rick Marotta
Schlagzeug
Michael Lee Aday
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jim Steinman
Komponist:in
Meat Loaf
Co-Arrangeur:in
Todd Rundgren
Arrangeur:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jim Steinman
Produzent:in
Steven Rinkoff
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Roy Bittan
Co-Produzent:in
David Thoener
Mischtechniker:in
Greg Calbi
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Paroles
It's only two o'clock and the temperature's beginning to soar
And all around the city, you see the walking wounded and the living dead
It's never been this hot and I've never been so bored
And breathing is just no fun anymore
And then I saw you like a summer dream
And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
Ooh, I saw you like a summer dream
And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
You can feel the pulse of the pavement racing like a runaway horse
The subways are steaming and the skin of the street is gleaming with sweat
I've seen you sitting on the steps outside
And you were looking so restless and reckless and lost
I think it's time for you to come inside
I'll be waiting here with something that you'll never forget
I think it's time for you to come inside
I'll be waiting here with something that you'll never forget
Come on! Come on! And there'll be no turning back
You were only killing time and it'll kill you right back
Come on! Come on! It's time to burn up the fuse
You've got nothing to do and even less to lose
You've got nothing to do and even less to lose
So you wander down the ancient hallway
Taking the stairs only one at a time
Follow the sound of my heartbeat now
I'm in the room at the top, you're at the end of the line
Open the door and lay down on the bed
The sun is just a ball of desire
And I wanna take you out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
Out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
Out of the frying pan, and into the fire
Ooh, I wanna take you out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
Oh, out of the frying pan (and into the)
Oh, out of the frying pan, and into the fire
And into the fire, fire, fire
And into the fire, fire, fire
And into the fire, fire, fire
And into the fire
Well
It's only two o'clock and the temperature's beginning to soar
And all around the city you see the walking wounded and the living dead
It's never been this hot and I've never been so bored
And breathing is just no fun anymore
And then I saw you like a summer dream
And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
Ooh, I saw you like a summer dream
And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said
Come on! Come on! And there'll be no turning back
You were only killing time and it'll kill right back
Come on! Come on! It's time to burn up the fuse
You've got nothing to do and even less to lose
You've got nothing to do and even less to lose
So wander down the ancient hallway
Taking the stairs only one at a time
Follow the sound of my heartbeat now
I'm in the room at the top, you're at the end of the line
Open the door and lay down on the bed
The sun is just a ball of desire
And I wanna take you out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
Out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
Ooh, out of the frying pan, and into the fire
Ooh, I wanna take you out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
Ooh, out of the frying pan (and into the fire)
Out of the frying pan, and into the fire
And into the (fire), and into the
And into the fire, fire, fire
And into the fire, fire, fire
And into the fire, fire, fire
And into the fire (fire, fire)
And into the fire, fire, fire
And into the fire, fire, fire
And into the fire, fire, fire
Fire
Writer(s): Jim Steinman
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