Top Songs By David Lanz
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
David Lanz
Klavier
Paul Speer
E-Gitarre
Steven Ray Allen
Bassgitarre
Steve Reid
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Kari Sandvik
Begleitgesang
Neal Speer
Schlagzeug
John Weller
Geige
Simon James
Geige
Leonid Keylin
Geige
Ella Marie Gray
Geige
Clark Story
Geige
Cecilia Poellein
Geige
Michael Miropolsky
Geige
Susan Taylor
Geige
Timothy R. Hale
Bratsche
Tim Kilian
Bratsche
Vince Comer
Bratsche
Penelope Crane
Bratsche
David Tonkonogui
Cello
Craig Weaver
Cello
Roberta Downey
Cello
David Sabee
Cello
Rich Werner
Trompete
Richard Reed
Waldhorn
Cynthia Jefferson
Waldhorn
Mark Williams
Posaune
Ed Phillips
Tuba
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
John Lennon
Komponist:in
Paul McCartney
Komponist:in
Steven Ray Allen
Orchestrator:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
David Lanz
Produzent:in
Paul Speer
Produzent:in
Rebecca Lyness
Studiopersonal
(Uncle) Albert Swanson
Schnitttechniker:in
Randy Kling
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Reed Ruddy
Mischtechniker:in
Sam Hofstedt
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Ray Kennedy
Ingenieur:in
Tom Hall
Ingenieur:in
Lary Nefzger
Ingenieur:in
Dave Dysart
Ingenieur:in
Al Swanson
Ingenieur:in
Eric Lindert
Produzent:in
David Carlson
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Lyrics
I read the news today oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph.
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure
If he was from the House of Lords.
I saw a film today oh boy
The English Army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had to look
Having read the book.
I'd love to turn you on
Woke up, fell out of bed,
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup,
And looking up I noticed I was late.
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke,
Somebody spoke and I went into a dream
I read the news today oh boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall.
I'd love to turn you on
Writer(s): Paul Mccartney, John Lennon
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