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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tindersticks
Performer
David Boulter
Keyboards
Dickon Hinchliffe
Keyboards
Neil Fraser
Guitar
Stuart Staples
Vocals
Alasdair Macaulay
Drums
Mark Colwill
Bass Guitar
Andrew Nice
Cello
Anna Morris
Violin
Brian Wright
Violin
Calina De La Mare
Musician
Catherine Browning
Violin
Chris Mansell
Cello
Christopher Koh
Violin
Chris Worsey
Cello
Colin McCann
Musician
Dave Bishop
Saxophone
David Williams
Violin
Emily Frith
Viola
Fiona Brice
Violin
Fiona Griffith
Viola
Gillon Cameron
Violin
Gina Foster
Vocals
Howard Gott
Violin
Ian Burdge
Cello
Norrie
Violin
Jamie Talbot
Tenor Saxophone
Louise Peacock
Violin
Lucy Theo
Viola
Lucy Wilkins
Violin
Naomi Fairhurst
Viola
Neil Sidwell
Trombone
Oliver Kraus
Cello
Rebecca Ware
Viola
Reiad Chibah
Viola
Rob Spriggs
Viola
Ruth Gottlieb
Violin
Sarah Button
Violin
Sarah Willson
Cello
Sophie Sirota
Viola
Steve Sidwell
Trumpet
Vincent Greene
Viola
Wendy De St Paer
Violin
Lhasa de Sela
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Boulter
Composer
Dickon Hinchliffe
Composer
Neil Fraser
Composer
Al Macaulay
Composer
Stuart Ashton Staples
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stuart Staples
Producer
Ian Caple
Producer
Lyrics
You're wasting your time coming 'round here
What got you to thinking there was something new going on?
You're wasting your time coming 'round here
What got you to thinking I had a different song?
Been lying awake all night trying to figure out
It's that old song, keeps running around in my head
You're wasting your time coming 'round here
But what's good for me is not necessarily for the best
So play it for me
Sometimes it works, sometimes it don't, you know
Some days it hurts, some days it feels real good
Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it don't, you know
Some days it works so good I can't see my way home
Been climbing these old walls warning and screaming what a cheat you are
Ah, how much you mean?
'Cause nothing else comes near me, you got this trick going on
May have the sharpest chisel, the keenest eye
It's just that old song, I've only got the one
So play it for me
Sometimes it works, sometimes it don't, you know
Some days it hurts, some days it feels real good
Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it don't, you know
Some days it works so good I can't see my way home
I may unscrew the top just to hear that sound
I may pour a little just to see the light shining through
A little sip, but no more
Hey, you belong to me now, don't you wander too far
So play it for me
And I'll play it for you
So play it for me
And I'll play it for you
Sometimes it works, sometimes it don't, you know
Some days it hurts, some days it feels real good
Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it don't, you know
Some days it works so good...
I'm wasting my time coming 'round here
What once burned so brightly is all but smoke in the air
You're wasting your time coming 'round here
What got you to thinking I had a different song?
Written by: Al Macaulay, David Boulter, Dickon Hinchliffe, Neil Fraser, Stuart Ashton Staples