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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Midnight Oil
Midnight Oil
Künstler:in
Bones Hillman
Bones Hillman
Bass
MOGINIE
MOGINIE
Tasteninstrumente
Martin Rotsey
Martin Rotsey
Gitarre
Peter Garrett
Peter Garrett
Stimme und Gesang
Rob Hirst
Rob Hirst
Schlagzeug
Warne Livesey
Warne Livesey
Tasteninstrumente
Jeremy Smith
Jeremy Smith
Waldhorn
Glad .
Glad .
Horn
Garf .
Garf .
Horn
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
MOGINIE
MOGINIE
Komponist:in
Peter Garrett
Peter Garrett
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Midnight Oil
Midnight Oil
Produzent:in
MOGINIE
MOGINIE
Produzent:in
Martin Rotsey
Martin Rotsey
Produzent:in
Peter Garrett
Peter Garrett
Produzent:in
Rob Hirst
Rob Hirst
Produzent:in
Warne Livesey
Warne Livesey
Produzent:in
David Nicholas
David Nicholas
Ingenieur:in
Brendan Morley
Brendan Morley
Ingenieurassistent:in
Peter Gifford
Peter Gifford
Produzent:in
Felix Kendall
Felix Kendall
Mischtechniker:in
Steve Smart
Steve Smart
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

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I, I was, I was shaken down in a toy town He, He's out there You know it's Kennedy's shadow from White Cross to Michigan ATM's, are in the air, oh yeah machines they are spinning out everywhere The speaker is speaking Can you hear the sound The listener is listening as he hits the ground The medium or the message but there's no one around I couldn't believe I couldn't believe the stars of Warburton were waiting for me We were dancing, we were dancing on the plain We're looking through the window didn't see any buffalo there We got our pipe dreams, they went up in smoke dreams Burn it clean in the climate control, of your hypermark malls Don't wanna talk about Elvis Presley Don't wanna see his white shoes walking around And around and around over here The press baron's acting up the mainframes are down Newspapers crawling around on the ground The medium or the message still there's no one around I couldn't believe I couldn't believe the stars of Warburton were waiting for me Over the hills and mountains we go, so far, so far away For the ring of the axe on the ironbark, for the smell of the wallaby stew From the golden reefs to the sandstone cliffs Came the sheep of the Mallee plain The wind blew the soil to the Orient, we'll be shouting to the skies again I couldn't believe I couldn't believe the stars of Warburton were waiting for me I couldn't believe I couldn't believe the stars of Warburton were living in me Raining down on me, were washing down on me
Writer(s): Martin Rotsey, Wayne Stevens, Peter Garrett, Robert Hirst, James Moginie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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