Musiktitel: MOTORCADE A
Sonoton Music Trackcode: SURE016336
Katalognummer: SURE0163
Track Nummer: 36.0
Gema Werke Nr.: 41936549.001
Gema Komponistenangabe: Edwards, Benjamin David/Genders,Samuel Jonah/Busch, Tara Ellen/Vials, Paul Jonathan Ivan/Ashcroft, Edward John Campbell
Komponist: Benjamin David Edwards, Samuel Jonah Genders, Tara Ellen Busch, Paul Jonathan Ivan Vials, Edward John Campbell Ashcroft
Interpreten: Striped Light
ISRC: DE-B63-25-08953
EAN/GTIN: 4020771251483
Album: STRIPED LIGHT - FOR ALL THIS BEAUTY (SURE 163)
Labelcode: LC-33226
Label: Surefire - SURE
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Groovender, propulsiver Synth Pop mit treibendem, sprudelndem Synth-Bass, lebhaften breiten Akzenten und führenden Synths, kompakter Drum Machine, pompösem Synth-Solo und intimem, intensivem Frauengesang. ; 117 bpm; (Amin)
Arranged and produced by Striped Light.
Recorded by Benge & Striped Light at Memetune studios.
Mixed by Benge at Memetune studios.
Additional mixing by Iain Roberton at The Ohm Werks.
Performed by Elizabeth Bernholz (vocals and lyrics), Tara Busch (vocals), Hannah Peel (vocals), Serafina Steer (vocals and lyrics), Juliana Venter (vocals), Benge (synths and drum programming ), Mike Lindsay (guitars), Kuma Harada (bass guitar), Max Middleton (minimoog on "Motorcade").
Mastered by Daniel Goodridge.
Artwork by Benge.
Motorcade at the break of day
As the sun comes up in the red, bright valley
I see red, white and blue, and the sun
And the window is like a prism of
Every thought that flies in the air to reach me
Tangents and geometry and the sun
And the planes fly by, roar into my soul
Bombs drop in my sleep in the night
Get me out of here and into your arms
And into your arms
For all this beauty, they are just little lies, just little lies I tell
For all this beauty, they are just little lies, just little bits of soul
Tell me I'm not wrong, just little words, just little words I sell
For all this beauty I'm not wrong, I am not wrong
(Doo doo doo, doo doo doo)
(Doo doo doo, doo doo doo)
(Doo doo doo, doo doo doo)
(Doo doo doo, doo doo doo)
Little lies, little wars
And the world turns round on the midnight phantom
Prisms and analogies and the sun
And the planes fly by, roar into my soul
Bombs drop in my sleep in the night
Get me out of here and into your arms
And into your arms
For all this beauty, they are just little lies, just little lies I tell
For all this beauty, they are just little lies, just little bits of soul
Tell me I'm not wrong, just little words, just little words I sell
For all this beauty I am not wrong, I am not wrong
For all this beauty
For all this beauty
For all this beauty
For all this beauty
For all this beauty
For all this beauty
For all this beauty
For all this beauty