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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Stranglers
The Stranglers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Greenfield
Dave Greenfield
Composer
Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell
Composer
Jean-Jacques Burnel
Jean-Jacques Burnel
Composer
Jet Black
Jet Black
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Stranglers
The Stranglers
Producer
Steve Churchyard
Steve Churchyard
Engineer

Lyrics

Sits in his room at night Flits back and forth round the world As he calls in the moonlight Sees all the empires fall Writes it all down with his pen In free-hand once for all Hes got something to tell But he's got no-one to tell The top secret And he means it All day his mind troubles him As he cures all the ills Of the world with his knife Centuries pass when he dies And the answers get buried And mistook for life Hes seen something to tell But he's got no-one to tell The top secret And he means it All day his mind troubles him As he cures all the ills Of the world Hes seen something to tell Hes seen something to tell He's got no-one to tell He's got no-one to tell He needs someone to tell He needs someone to tell All day his mind troubles him As he cures all the ills Of the world All day his mind troubles him As he cures all the ills Of the world Hes seen something to tell Hes seen something to tell He's got no-one to tell He's got no-one to tell He needs someone to tell He needs someone to tell
Writer(s): Hugh Alan Cornwell, Brian John Duffy, David Greenfield, Jean Jacques Burnel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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