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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
R.E.M.
R.E.M.
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Peter Buck
Peter Buck
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Michael Mills
Michael Mills
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Michael Stipe
Michael Stipe
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Mike Mills
Mike Mills
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
R.E.M.
R.E.M.
Produzent:in
Jacknife Lee
Jacknife Lee
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Songtexte

Turning on the TV and what do I see? A pageantry of empty gestures all lined up for me, wow I'd have thought by now we would be ready to proceed But a tearful hymn to tug the heart and a man-sized wreath, ow Throw it on the fire, throw it in the air Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don't care, oh Give me some Wave the palms, steal the alms, fists in the air A motorcade up benign shows the people that you care, ow Nature abhors a vacuum but what's between your ears? Your judgement clouded with fearful thoughts, a headlights and a deer, ow Throw it on the fire, throw it in the air Kick it out on the dance floor like you just don't care Look at what I've found, everybody look around Everybody looking like they just don't care, oh Give me some Well I'm not deceived by pomp and odious conceit But a tearful hymn to tug the heart and a man-sized wreath, ow Throw it on the fire, throw it in the air Kick it out on the dance floor like you just don't care Look at what I've found, everybody look around Everybody looking like they just don't care Throw it on the fire, throw it in the air Kick it out on the dance floor like you just don't care, oh Give me some Give me some Give me some
Writer(s): Peter Lawrence Buck, Michael Stipe, Michael E. Mills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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