Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
New Order
Performer
Bernard Sumner
Synthesiser
Peter Hook
Bass Guitar
Phil Cunningham
Synthesiser
Stephen Morris
Drums
Mac Quayle
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernard Sumner
Songwriter
Peter Hook
Songwriter
Phil Cunningham
Songwriter
Stephen Morris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
New Order
Producer
Bernard Sumner
Producer
Peter Hook
Producer
Phil Cunningham
Producer
Stephen Morris
Producer
Bruno Ellingham
Additional Engineer
Claire Lewis
Assistant Engineer
Marco Migliari
Assistant Engineer
Owen Skinner
Assistant Engineer
Paul Grady
Assistant Engineer
Phil Rose
Assistant Engineer
Rob Haggett
Assistant Engineer
Jim Spencer
Co-Producer
Tom Stanley
Assistant Engineer
Frank Arkwright
Mastering Engineer
Cenzo Townshend
Mixing Engineer
Stephen Street
Producer
Lyrics
Who's that over there?
Looks like he don't care
Almost lost his mind
Too much working overtime
Gotta get out every night
City gates are open wide
Gotta get away from here
Take that car and push that gear
He don't need no one
He's the rising sun
He won't shed no tears
Got no time to break down here
Hey
He's going nowhere fast
Just a piece of dirty trash
All alone, by his self
He don't need nobody else
Walking down the street
So much going on
People everywhere look at him, but they don't care
See that world out there
Make it go away
You can't change his mind
Too much working overtime
Hey, overtime
Hey, overtime
Hey, overtime
Hey, overtime
Hey, overtime
Overtime
Overtime
Overtime
He crossed that picket line
In trouble all the time
Where did it all go wrong?
House music all night long
All those girls out there
Looking for the one
Do they really care?
Could they just be having fun?
He did all he could
Tried to get it right
Somewhere he went wrong
Too much working overtime
Hey, overtime
Hey, overtime
Hey, overtime
Hey, overtime
Hey, overtime
Overtime
Overtime
Overtime
Writer(s): Phillip Cunningham, Stephen Paul David Morris, Peter Hook, Bernard Sumner
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