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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stewart Cole
Stewart Cole
Trumpet
Jeremy Stacey
Jeremy Stacey
Drums
Landi Oshinowo
Landi Oshinowo
Background Vocals
Petr Pycha
Petr Pycha
Conductor
Charlie Jones
Charlie Jones
Bass
Paul Cuddeford
Paul Cuddeford
Guitar
Marti Pellow
Marti Pellow
Vocals
Melvin Duffy
Melvin Duffy
Pedal Steel Guitar
David Binney
David Binney
Tenor Saxophone
Paul Stacey
Paul Stacey
Guitar
David Campbell
David Campbell
Strings
James Hallawell
James Hallawell
Keyboards
Sam Robles
Sam Robles
Baritone Saxophone
Adam Klemens
Adam Klemens
Conductor
Grant Mitchell
Grant Mitchell
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marti Pellow
Marti Pellow
Composer
Chris Sheehan
Chris Sheehan
Songwriter
David Campbell
David Campbell
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Recording Engineer
Jan Holzner
Jan Holzner
Recording Engineer
Andrew Scheps
Andrew Scheps
Recording Engineer
Wes Maebe
Wes Maebe
Recording Engineer
Travis Warner
Travis Warner
Recording Engineer
James Hallawell
James Hallawell
Recording Engineer
Phill Brown
Phill Brown
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Three streets in London closed and now we have the weather Young starlight steps on waterfall, yeah Princess in swimsuit shock, and alien politicans Don't be turning it up, turning it on, turning it off Now babe, you've got to listen Jet black horse, you don't know what he's thinking Ancient art volcano (black horse, black horse) Ice white fish, you'll never catch it swimming Rainbow, wave, tornado (black horse, black horse) Keep changing channels baby, keep on turning over We're gonna find the truth, it's out there, will it let us in? Keep changing, changing, baby keep on turning over 'Cause we can't stay still, we can't stay still We can't stay still no more Jet black horse, you don't know what he's thinking Ancient art volcano (black horse, black horse) Ice white fish, you'll never catch it swimming Rainbow, wave, tornado (black horse, black horse) You've got to listen Every time I turn on the TV It keeps telling me lies, telling me lies Every time I turn on the TV It keeps telling me lies, telling me lies Keep changing channels baby, keep on turning over Can't find no meaning anymore Keep changing livin' about, livin' about, livin' about turnin' it over 'Cause there's nothing that's on, nothing that's real Nothing really ever speaks to me no more Jet black horse, you don't know what he's thinking Ancient art volcano (black horse, black horse) Ice white fish, you'll never catch it swimming Rainbow, wave, tornado (black horse, black horse) Every time I turn on the TV It keeps telling me lies, telling me lies Every time I turn on the TV It keeps telling me lies, telling me lies Why? Jet black horse You don't know what he's thinking Don't know what he's thinking Don't know what he's thinking, yeah Jet black horse
Writer(s): James Justin Hallawell, Mark Mclachlan, Chris Sheehan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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