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Dirty Pretty Things - The Gentry Cove
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dirty Pretty Things
Dirty Pretty Things
Performer
Carl Barât
Carl Barât
Guitar
Didz Hammond
Didz Hammond
Bass
Anthony Rossomando
Anthony Rossomando
Guitar
Gary Powell
Gary Powell
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Barât
Carl Barât
Composer
Anthony Rossomando
Anthony Rossomando
Composer
Gary Powell
Gary Powell
Composer
David Hammond
David Hammond
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
D. Sardy
D. Sardy
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Castle
Ryan Castle
Engineer
Andy Brohard
Andy Brohard
Editing Engineer
Graham Hope
Graham Hope
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jason Gossman
Jason Gossman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Stewart Whitmore
Stewart Whitmore
Editing Engineer

Lyrics

Run they said to a promised land Run and find us a helping hand Don't come back till the sun is gone Don't come back till the war is won We all set out with our hearts in hand A cold wind covered up a line in the sand All so young Nothing to lose Pieces of silver and a dead mans shoes And oh do you know what I'm saying Strike a light to guide us Somewhere Tempest swells our worlds collide Arrows from above and the salt in our eyes Then as the sky began to bruise We all sought shelter from the breaking news Oh did I ever show you All the great memorials, all the factory floors And oh though you know I don't know you Now that were here Let's make them proud On and on and on and on and on and on we go Traipsing over bridges Over corpses down below And all the while we could have smiled For one thing on our minds The very thing you strive for Is the thing that makes you blind Run they said to a promised land Run and find us a helping hand Don't come back till the sun is gone Don't come back till the war is won Tempest high, stories tall Thought that we learnt nothing at all Then at last the day was saved With flowers borrowed from a dead friends grave And oh even still I don't know you Maybe I'll show you If you've eyes to see And so farewell And so farewell And so farewell And so farewell to it
Writer(s): Carl Barat, David Jonathan Hammond, Anthony Rossomando, Gary Armstrong Powell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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