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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Brian Eno
Brian Eno
Tasteninstrumente
Phil Manzanera
Phil Manzanera
Gitarre
Robert Wyatt
Robert Wyatt
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Brian Turrington
Brian Turrington
Bassgitarre
Freddie Smith
Freddie Smith
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brian Eno
Brian Eno
Songwriter:in
Brian Turrington
Brian Turrington
Arrangeur:in
Phil Manzanera
Phil Manzanera
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brian Eno
Brian Eno
Produzent:in
Phil Manzanera
Phil Manzanera
Assistent:in des:der Produzent:in
Rhett Davies
Rhett Davies
Ingenieur:in
Robert Ash
Robert Ash
Ingenieurassistent:in
Simon Heyworth
Simon Heyworth
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Songteksten

There are tins, there was pork
There are legs, there are sharks
There was John, there are cliffs
There was mother, there's a poker
There was you
Then there was you
There are scenes, there are blues
There are boots, there are shoes
There are Turks, there are fools
They're in lockers, they're in schools
There is you
Then there was you
I'll burn my fingers, burn my toes
Burn my uncle, burn his books
Burn his shoes, cook the leather
Put it on me, does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
Burn my fingers, burn my toes
Burn my uncle, burn his books
Burn his shoes, cook the leather
Put it on me, does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
There are tins, there was pork
There are legs, there are sharks
There was John, there are cliffs
There was mother, there's a poker
There was you
Then there was you
There are scenes, there are blues
There are boots, there are shoes
There are Turks, there are fools
They're in lockers, they're in schools
There was you
Then there was you
I'll burn my fingers, burn my toes
Burn my uncle, burn his books
Burn his shoes, cook the leather
Put it on me, does it fit me or you?
It looks tight on you
There are tins, there was pork
There are legs, there are sharks
There was John, there are cliffs
There was mother, there's a poker
There was you
Then there was you
There are scenes, there are blues
There are boots, there are shoes
There are Turks, there are fools
They're in lockers, they're in schools
There was you
Written by: Brian Eno, Brian Turrington
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