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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Gaz Coombes
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Gaz Coombes
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Gaz Coombes
Produzent:in
Ian Davenport
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Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Weird times
It's a fantasy
All you read in the magazines
Mother Nature in a top hat
(Baby you're the one you can walk the walk)
But they don't realize
Sitting tight
In the compound
Sweatpants, sipping on a cocktail
(Baby you're the one you can walk the walk)
He's got a finger on the button
Ready to delete
I'm through looking out at the darkness
But don't get hypnotized by the lies
It's all gonna crumble under you
Like when the wall came down
And there were no sides
But I'm in a time of separation
Paralysed by our own nation
Blurred lines, another war game
(Baby you're the one you can walk the walk)
Hook, line and sinker
Back at the compound
All the lions start circling
The next man playing out his fantasy
(Baby you're the one you can walk the walk)
(Baby you're the one you can walk the walk)
(Baby you're the one you can walk the walk)
I'm through looking out at the darkness
Don't get hypnotized by the lies
And I don't see them wonder
'Cause when it comes around
It's gonna be too late, too late
We're stuck looking out at the darkness
But don't get hypnotized by the lies
It's all gonna crumble under you
Like when the wall came down
And there were no sides
Ok
(Baby you're the one you can walk the walk)
Walk the walk
(Baby you're the one you can walk the walk)
(Baby you're the one you can walk the walk)
Writer(s): Gareth Coombes
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