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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tori Amos
Tori Amos
Stimme und Gesang
Mac Aladdin
Mac Aladdin
E-Gitarre
Matt Chamberlain
Matt Chamberlain
Schlagzeug
Jon Evans
Jon Evans
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tori Amos
Tori Amos
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tori Amos
Tori Amos
Produzent:in
Mark Hawley
Mark Hawley
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Marcel van Limbeek
Marcel van Limbeek
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

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I'm not sure who's fooling who here As I'm watching your decay We both know you could deflate A seven hurricane Seems like you and your tribe Decided you'd rewrite the law Segregate the mind From body, from soul You give me yours, I'll give you mine 'Cause I can look your god right in the eye You give me yours, I'll give you mine You used to look my god right in the eye I believe in defending In what we once stood for It seems in vogue To be a closet misogynist homophobe A change of course in our direction A dash of truth spread thinly Like a flag on a pop star On a Benzodiazapene You give me yours, I'll give you mine 'Cause I can look your god right in the eye You give me yours, I'll give you mine You used to look my god right in the eye Oh Zion please Remove your glove And dispel every Trace Of his spoken word That has lodged In my vortex I'm not sure who's fooling who here As I'm watching our decay We both know you could deflate A seven hurricane You could have spared her, oh but no Messiahs need people dying in their name You could have spared her, oh but no Messiahs need people dying in their name You say, "I ordered you a pancake" You say, "I ordered you a pancake"
Writer(s): Tori Amos, Tori Ellen Amos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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