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Nejlepší skladby od interpreta Grateful Dead
Kredity
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bob Weir
Stimme und Gesang
Phil Lesh
Bassgitarre
Bill Kreutzmann
Schlagzeug
Mickey Hart
Schlagzeug
Jerry Garcia
Leadgitarre
Brent Mydland
Tasteninstrumente
Bob Bralove
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bob Weir
Songwriter:in
John Barlow
Songwriter:in
Brent Mydland
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dan Healy
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
David Roberts
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Jeff Sterling
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Jeffrey Norman
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Justin Kreutzmann
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Guy Charbonneau
Ingenieur:in
Jon Cutler
Produzent:in
Bill Candelario
Ausrüstungstechniker:in
Billy Grillo
Ausrüstungstechniker:in
Jerry Garcia
Produzent:in
James Austin
Produzent:in für Neuauflagen
Joe Gaswirt
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Texty
Well, I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, "Pal, get to know her, you'll like her"
Seemed like the least I could do
'Cause when he's chargin' his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls
You won't think it by contrast quite proper
Never mind how I stumble and fall
Never mind how I stumble and fall
You imagine me sippin' champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be goin' to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoyin' the ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride, yeah
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride, yeah, yeah
Aw, you're a sweet little soft core pretender
Somehow, baby, got hard as it gets
With your black leather chrome spiked suspenders
The chair and your whip and your pets
Well, we know you're the reincarnation
Of the ravenous Catherine the Great
And we know how you love your ovations
In the Z-rated scenes, you create, yeah
Z-rated scenes, you create
You imagine me sippin champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be goin' to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoyin' the ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride, yeah
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
You analyze me
Attempt to despise me, you laugh
When I stumble and fall
There may come a day, I will dance on your grave
If unable to dance, I will crawl across it
Unable to dance, I will crawl, yeah
Unable to dance, I'll crawl, yeah
You must really consider the circus
It just might be your kind of zoo
I can't think of a place that's more perfect
For a person as perfect as you
And it's not like I'm leavin' you lonely
'Cause I wouldn't know where to begin
Well, I know that you think of me only
When the snakes come marchin' in, yeah
When the snakes come marchin' in
You imagine me sippin' champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be goin' to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoyin' the ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
Ride, ride, ride-ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
Ride, ride, ride-ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
Ride, ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
Ride, ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
Ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
Ride, ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
Ride, ride
At least I'm enjoyin' the ride
Writer(s): John Barlow, Bob Weir, Brent Richard Mydland
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