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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kurt Elling
Kurt Elling
Leadgesang
Charlie Hunter
Charlie Hunter
E-Gitarre
Superblue
Superblue
Künstler:in
Corey Fonville
Corey Fonville
Schlagzeug
DJ Harrison
DJ Harrison
Klavier
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kurt Elling
Kurt Elling
Texte
Phil Galdston
Phil Galdston
Texte
Don Was
Don Was
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kurt Elling
Kurt Elling
Produzent:in
Charlie Hunter
Charlie Hunter
Produzent:in
Corey Fonville
Corey Fonville
Produzent:in
DJ Harrison
DJ Harrison
Produzent:in
Adrian Olsen
Adrian Olsen
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Dave McNair
Dave McNair
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Hung from the heat Drugged from the day Let night's velvet glove Take you away Pounding that beat Making your play (making your play) When push comes to shove Step right this way Freeman Square Grab that groove and climb the stair All the best folks meeting there Out of the glare (out of the glare) Vibe all night Let that high life treat you right Light your inner Buddha sight Shiny and bright Dig how the night's an ocean teaming around you Calling for you to be as free as your dreamy spirit wants you to be Well, it's not just black and white And it's also golden-bright now And it's a green as ever was seen A pyrotechnic kinda sheen A laughing clown, a fountain of EAU-DE-vie now, an iridescent spree now And it's crimson, and yellow, and orange-o, and violet Like Violet B was with her ever-lasting gob Stopping mid-chew when she found a purple-berry pie When the intro of a very weird gum chew as done, over and through Let's be kings of the nighttime scene Two mannish cats who bust out of the seams of what it means Listen, Sonny, we need no money I've got a stock of lines within me A guaranteed to open what's shut Ooh, what? I'm a cat who struts uncut Stalking the halls of every club you can conceive, imagine or dream up I've got an Ali Baba syllable team-up Greases up a doorman's his satisfaction A califacaent mixing a tonic fix To overcome any guest list diss twist upon a late arrival, it's club survival And when the sun is bumping up I can dig Sonny strutting into the light You're boogieing and cooking with the grooviest women there Shutting down the night, it's Sonny (Sonny) You might now want to electively put your butt in your chair To help the thinking that you're drinking sink in There's nothing Willie can come through with that You cannot crew with within your own mindset, and dig it Unless you're Miles Davis, there's always some brother Some mother smoother than you (you) So don't you worry 'bout a thing, don't worry 'bout a thing You've got plenty of bells to ring So bring that bad thing you bring And swing on down to Freeman Square Square, grab that groove and climb the stair All the best folks meeting there (Where you can rest when you're tired, when the Earth isn't there) Out of the glare Vibe all night Let that high life treat you right Light your inner Buddha sight Shiny and bright
Writer(s): Don Edward Fagenson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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