Music Video

The Chemical Brothers - 'Go' (Special Request Warehouse Remix)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ed Simons
Ed Simons
Programming
Q-Tip
Q-Tip
Vocals
Yolanda Quartey
Yolanda Quartey
Background Vocals
Mark Ralph
Mark Ralph
Bass Guitar
Special Request
Special Request
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Q-Tip
Q-Tip
Songwriter
Ed Simons
Ed Simons
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve "Dub" Jones
Steve "Dub" Jones
Mixing Engineer
Blair Wells
Blair Wells
Recording Engineer
Gloria Kaba
Gloria Kaba
Assistant Recording Engineer
Richard Adlam
Richard Adlam
Recording Engineer
Hal Ritson
Hal Ritson
Recording Engineer
Special Request
Special Request
Studio Personnel
Mike Marsh
Mike Marsh
Mastering Engineer
T. Rowlands
T. Rowlands
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Everything gettin' harder to find
Everybody jumpin' out of they mind
Everybody goin' out of they skins
See we get to the end, but that's where we begin
You feel it
Mannequins say, "We're breakin' the mold"
Breakin' out and we're breakin' the codes
Similar to the Jacques Cousteau
To the depths and you're wet
So your tank explodes, so get it out
Send your body to flight
Everybody got a target tonight
Everybody come along for the ride
All you studs and you duds and you ladies, let's fly
Grip the moment like you grippin' the earth
Feel the weight and you feelin' the girth
Metropolis on the edge of control
Metropolis on the edge of control
Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe
Can't think, can't -
Everything gettin' harder to find
Everybody jumpin' out of they mind
Everybody goin' out of they skins
See we get to the end, but that's where we begin
You feel it
Mannequins say, "We're breakin' the mold"
Breakin' out and we're breakin' the codes
Similar to the Jacques Cousteau
To the depths and you're wet
So your tank explodes, so get it out
Send your body to flight
Everybody got a target tonight
Everybody come along for the ride
All you studs and you duds and you ladies, let's fly
Grip the moment like you grippin' the earth
Feel the weight and you feelin' the girth
Metropolis on the edge of control
Metropolis on the edge of control
Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe
Can't think, can't -
Everything gettin' harder to find
Everybody jumpin' out of they mind
Everybody goin' out of they skins
See we get to the end, but that's where we begin
You feel it
Mannequins say, "We're breakin' the mold"
Breakin' out and we're breakin' the codes
Similar to the Jacques Cousteau
To the depths and you're wet
So your tank explodes, so get it out
Send your body to flight
Everybody got a target tonight
Everybody come along for the ride
All you studs and you duds and you ladies, let's fly
Grip the moment like you grippin' the earth
Feel the weight and you feelin' the girth
Metropolis on the edge of control
Written by: Kamaal Fareed, Tom Rowlands
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