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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Iggy Pop
Iggy Pop
Vocals
Tony Sales
Tony Sales
Bass
Hunt Sales
Hunt Sales
Drums
Carlos Alomar
Carlos Alomar
Guitar
David Bowie
David Bowie
Keyboards
R. Gardiner
R. Gardiner
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Iggy Pop
Iggy Pop
Songwriter
David Bowie
David Bowie
Songwriter
Walter Lacey
Walter Lacey
Songwriter
Geoffrey Alexander Maccormack
Geoffrey Alexander Maccormack
Songwriter
James Osterberg
James Osterberg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Iggy Pop
Iggy Pop
Producer
David Bowie
David Bowie
Producer
Colin Thurston
Colin Thurston
Producer
Eduard Meyer
Eduard Meyer
Recording Engineer
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Ian Cooper
Ian Cooper
Mastering Engineer
Richard Robinson
Richard Robinson
Mastering Engineer
Bewley Brothers
Bewley Brothers
Producer

Lyrics

(Yeah, sea blue) see a black Eldorado (Yeah, sea blue) oh, rolling along down below my window That black girl in the back looks pretty good Christ, she's beautiful (yeah) You know how soft she is (yeah) Just what it feel like (blue) Oh, I'm so far away from her Jesus, this is Iggy You You might as well come with me When you ride the ride There's talk and I don't wanna talk Oh mama, I shot myself down Oh mama, I shot myself down I, I shot myself down I'm alright, yeah mama I tell you, I shot myself down And they're stepping on our hearts (stepping on our hearts) Stepping on our hearts I don't know why They're stepping on our hearts (stepping on our hearts) Stepping on our hearts Damn, I don't know why They're stepping on our hearts, stepping on our hearts Stepping on our hearts, stepping on our hearts Stepping on our hearts Can't you see? Oh no, stepping on our hearts How come the blacks, how come they They copy you so good? They get off on you, so sexually If you wanna make it Young man, you gotta make somebody come Come out of your black, come out of your black Black and strong and black Black and strong and black Strong Black Jesus, it's cold in this room, it's really cold You know I never told you about this, but there's one guy Somebody I really love, he's never around Well, he was taking things that could be alright, that could be nice And make him so ugly, so damn ugly And we put out the lights on them Yeah, we'd make it dark, we put out the lights On them It's idiots like you that screw me up I know there's nothing to you And I don't know why I treat you so kind Come down and dance with me, dance with me You got nobody left but me Accept me, don't reject me, don't forget me (Oh, oh, oh-oh) mama, what color will the lights be? (Oh, oh, oh-oh) will they turn blue on me? Mama, what color will the lights be? Will they turn blue on me? (Will they turn blue on me) Mama, I shot myself up (will they turn blue on me) Whoa, mama I shot myself up, up, up (up, up, up, up, up, up, up) Mama, I shot myself up, up, up (up, up, up, up, up, up, up) Mama, I shot myself up, down, up down mama (up, up, up, up, up, up, up) Up, up, up, up, up mama I didn't know what I was doing I didn't mean to, but I did it, I shot myself up (mama I shot myself)
Writer(s): David Bowie, Geoffrey Alexander Maccormack, Walter Lacey, Iggy Pop Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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