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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Duran Duran
Performer
Mr Hudson
Programming
John Taylor
Bass Guitar
Nick Rhodes
Keyboards
Roger Taylor
Drums
David Emery
Drum Programming
Dom Brown
Guitar
Simon LeBon
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mr Hudson
Songwriter
John Taylor
Songwriter
Nick Rhodes
Songwriter
Roger Taylor
Songwriter
Simon Le Bon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Duran Duran
Producer
Mr Hudson
Co-Producer
John Taylor
Producer
Nick Rhodes
Producer
Roger Taylor
Producer
Geoff Swan
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Josh Blair
Engineer
Dom Brown
Producer
Simon LeBon
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All the paper Gods
In the sky of gray
All the fools in town
Are ruling today
Today
[Verse 2]
Bow to the paper Gods
In a world that is paper thin
The fools in town are ruling now
Bleeding from paper cuts
Money for head shots
Fools leading
Who needs it?
[Verse 3]
Hey girl, want it all the talking men declares
Go running to be first in line for what? Nobody cares
The next thing you must have
Find peace with matching bag
It's nothing to be glad about, or sad when you forget about it
[Verse 4]
And while the race is on, the rats will run the streets
The slaver in a sweatshop, putting trainers on your feet
I'm walking through the rain, oblivious to pain
To shelter from the blame without a reason to complain about it
[Verse 5]
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) Don't complain about it
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) Don't complain about it
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) Forget about it
(Oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 6]
Bow to the paper Gods
In a world that is paper thin
The fools in town are ruling now
Bleeding from paper cuts
Money for head shots
Fools leading
Who needs it?
[Verse 7]
She's staring out in underwear, from your computer screen
It's all on sale for dirty cash, we can wash it clean
So hang it out online, confess and you'll feel fine
And if you got the time to spare we want to know
Which name you're wearing
[Verse 8]
And when the final curtain finally comes down
We'll all be in the posse room, no wiser as to how
The total human race became a basket case
It's nothing to lose face about it
It's really not a place to doubt it
[Verse 9]
Bow to the paper Gods
In a world that is paper thin
The fools in town are ruling now
Bleeding from paper cuts
Money for head shots
Fools leading
Who needs it?
[Verse 10]
Paper Gods falling down
The paper house, paper town
Paper Gods falling down
The paper world just falling down
Paper Gods falling down
Paper house, paper town
Paper Gods falling down
The paper world just falling down
Falling down, falling down
Falling down, falling down
Falling down, falling down
[Verse 11]
Bow to the paper Gods
In a world that is paper thin
The fools in town are ruling now
Bleeding from paper cuts
They go for the money shots
The fools leading
Who needs it?
[Verse 12]
All the paper Gods
In the sky of gray
All the fools in town
Are ruling today
Today
Written by: John Taylor, Mr Hudson, Nick Rhodes, Roger Taylor, Simon Le Bon