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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Yard Act
Yard Act
Künstler:in
Ryan Needham
Ryan Needham
Bassgitarre
Sam Shipstone
Sam Shipstone
E-Gitarre
James Smith
James Smith
Stimme und Gesang
Christopher Duffin
Christopher Duffin
Saxofon
Angel Silvera
Angel Silvera
Begleitgesang
Adeleye Omotayo
Adeleye Omotayo
Chor
Michelle Ndegwa
Michelle Ndegwa
Begleitgesang
Petra Luke
Petra Luke
Begleitgesang
Rebecca Freckleton
Rebecca Freckleton
Begleitgesang
Zara Benyounes
Zara Benyounes
Geige
Guy Button
Guy Button
Geige
Francesca Gilbert
Francesca Gilbert
Bratsche
Maddie Cutter
Maddie Cutter
Cello
Ian Stephens
Ian Stephens
Dirigent:in
Russ Russell
Russ Russell
Schlagzeug
Nish Kumar
Nish Kumar
Gesprochenes Wort
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ryan Needham
Ryan Needham
Komponist:in
Sam Shipstone
Sam Shipstone
Komponist:in
James Smith
James Smith
Komponist:in
Christopher Duffin
Christopher Duffin
Komponist:in
Russ Russell
Russ Russell
Komponist:in
Ian Stephens
Ian Stephens
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Yard Act
Yard Act
Produzent:in
Remi Kabaka
Remi Kabaka
Produzent:in
Ross Orton
Ross Orton
Mischtechniker:in
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Russ Russell
Russ Russell
Ingenieur:in
Alex Graves
Alex Graves
Ingenieur:in
Matt Peel
Matt Peel
Ingenieur:in
Paul Norris
Paul Norris
Tontechniker:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
Harpaal Sanghera
Harpaal Sanghera
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Alright It's now my great pleasure to introduce to you The greatest voice of the entire century Right, do you wanna know how I reckon? It's a bank holiday, so all the hospitals are shut Guess I'll have to saw off my own foot Send a letter to my son, tell him that I'm drunk again Tell him it's a buzz having this much fun But tell him that I got stung, tell him that I got burnt Because I went to work without my trench coat on, yeah On the run What from? Promised him a souvenir from every single city I could cop one So far got none Just this shotgun shot that I got And all for what? I was hot property once, but now the promise is gone Because the roots were all rotted from the start I'm in love with an illusion Once the wheels are in motion Swear I'll join the revolution So just take the plane, James It'll take off regardless Make hay whilst the sun shines Having fun doesn't mean you're heartless Hard of hearing, maybe aimless, dark as sin Whistling past the morgue when the drink kicks in I start self-destructing Buying fridge magnets everywhere I went To prove I've been It's fucking disgusting Look at this A cactus in a snap-back riding a BMX atop bubble lettering that reads "Venice" I'm in love with an illusion Once the wheels are in motion Swear I'll join the revolution And I'd hang my head in shame But for the weight it bears would see to it, I don't look up again Before I came here, I used to have an aim All it takes is a little recalibration to remind me I used to have a name All it takes (all it takes) Yeah, all it takes (yeah, all it takes) I'm in love with an illusion Where's that utopia that I promised ya? I'm in love with an illusion Where's that utopia that I promised ya? I'm in love with an illusion Where's my utopia? It's the end of the world, but how near is it? I hope you'll stick around for the full fore-
Writer(s): Ryan Needham, James Smith, Samuel Shipstone, Jay Russell, Christopher Duffin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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