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Laurie Anderson
Laurie Anderson
Stimme und Gesang
Brenda White-King
Brenda White-King
Begleitgesang
Curtis King
Curtis King
Begleitgesang
Diane Garisto
Diane Garisto
Begleitgesang
Frank Sims
Frank Sims
Begleitgesang
Tawatha Agee
Tawatha Agee
Begleitgesang
Jimmy Bralower
Jimmy Bralower
Schlagzeug
Nile Rodgers
Nile Rodgers
Gitarre
Robert Aaron
Robert Aaron
Saxofon
Dolette McDonald
Dolette McDonald
Stimme und Gesang
Janice Pendarvis
Janice Pendarvis
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Laurie Anderson
Laurie Anderson
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Laurie Anderson
Laurie Anderson
Co-Produzent:in
Roma Baran
Roma Baran
Co-Produzent:in
Leanne Ungar
Leanne Ungar
Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Paradise Is exactly like Where you are right now Only much much Better. I saw this guy on the train And he seemed to have gotten stuck In one of those abstract trances. And he was going: "Ugh . . . Ugh . . . Ugh . . . " And Fred said: l think he's in some kind of pain.I think it's a pain cry. And I said: "Pain cry? Then language is a virus." Language! It's a virus! Language! It's a virus! Well I was talking to a friend And I was saying: I wanted you. And I was looking for yov. But I couldn't find you. I couldn't find you. And he said: Hey! Are you talking to me? Or are you just practicing For one of those performances of yours? Huh? Language! It's a virus! Language! It's a virus! He said: I had to write that letter to your mother And I had to tell the judge that it was you. And I had to sell the car and go to Florida. Becaure that's just my way of saying (It's a charm.) That I love you. And I (It's a job.) Had to call you at the crack of dawn (Why?) And list the times that I've been wrong. Cause that's just my way of saying That I'm sorry. (It's a job.) Language! It's a virus! Language! It's a virus! Paradise Is exactly like Where you are right now Only much much (It's a shipwreck ) Better. (It's a job.) You know? I don't believe there's such o thing as TV. I mean - They just keep showing you The same pictures over ond over. And when they talk they just make sounds That more or less synch up With their lips. That's what I think! Language! It's a virus! Language! It's a virus! Language! It's a virus! Well I dreamed there was an island That rose up from the sea. And everybody on the island Was somebody from TV. And there was a beautiful view But nobody could see. Cause everybody on the island Was saying: Look ot me! Look at me! Look at me! Look at me! Because they all lived on an island That rose up from the sea And everybody on the island Was somebody from TV. And there was a beautiful view But nobody could see. Cause everybody on the island Was screaming: Look at me! Look at me! Look at me! Look at me! Look at me! Why? Paradise Is exactly like Where you are right now Only much much Better.
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