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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bobby Sheehan
Bobby Sheehan
Bassgitarre
Brendan Hill
Brendan Hill
Schlagzeug
Chandler Kinchla
Chandler Kinchla
Gitarre
John Popper
John Popper
Mundharmonika
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
John Popper
John Popper
Songwriter:in
Blues Traveler
Blues Traveler
Arrangeur:in
Michael Barbiero
Michael Barbiero
Arrangeur:in
Steve Thompson
Steve Thompson
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Michael Barbiero
Michael Barbiero
Mischtechniker:in
Steve Thompson
Steve Thompson
Mischtechniker:in
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It doesn't matter what I say
So long as I sing with inflection
That makes you feel I'll convey
Some inner truth or vast reflection
[Verse 2]
But I've said nothing so far
And I can keep it up for as long as it takes
And it don't matter who you are
If I'm doin' my job, it's your resolve that breaks
[Chorus]
Because the hook brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The hook brings you back
On that you can rely
[Verse 3]
There is something amiss
I am being insincere
In fact, I don't mean any of this
Still my confession draws you near
[Verse 4]
To confuse the issue I refer
To familiar heroes from long ago
No matter how much Peter loved her
What made the Pan refuse to grow
[Chorus]
Was that the hook brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The hook brings you back, yeah
On that you can rely
[Verse 5]
Suck it in, suck it in, suck it in
If you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn
Make a desperate move or else you'll win
And then begin to see what you're doin' to me
This MTV is not for free
It's so PC, it's killing me
So desperately I'll sing thee of love
[Verse 6]
Sure, but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self
And I can't keep these feelings on the shelf
I've tried, well, no, in fact I lied
Could be financial suicide, but I got too much pride inside
[Verse 7]
To hide or slide, I'll do as I'll decide
And let it ride until I die
And only then shall I abide this tide of catchy little tunes
Of hip three-minute ditties
I wanna bust all your balloons
I wanna burn all of your cities to the ground
[Verse 8]
I've found I will not mess around
Unless I play, then, hey, I will go on all day
Hear what I say, I have a prayer to pray
That's really all this was
When I'm feelin' stuck and need a buck
I don't rely on luck because
[Chorus]
The hook brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The hook
On that you can rely
Written by: John Popper
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