Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Death In Vegas
Performer
Ian Button
Guitar
Liam Gallagher
Vocals
Mat Flint
Bass Guitar
Simon Hanson
Drums
Danny Hammond
Guitar
Seamus Beaghen
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Fearless
Composer
Tim Holmes
Composer
Francis Rossi
Composer
Richard Maguire
Composer
Harry Pratt
Composer
Andrew Whiston
Composer
Ian Button
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Death In Vegas
Producer
Richard Fearless
Producer
Tim Holmes
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When you kiss the base of my spine
Make my body into your shrine
You give me this feeling deep inside
One that I can no longer disguise
[Verse 2]
While other snakes just shed their skins
Fucked holes pointing out my sins
Even though I realize that history's not on my side
Even though I realize the pioneer stare still curls up in my eyes
[Verse 3]
If I don't go crazy, I'll lose my mind
I saw a life before me but now I'm blind
I wanna go to heaven never been there before
I wanna go to heaven so you kill me some more
[Verse 4]
Flying high upon the gallows
Too messed up to step out of the shadows
A drugged up heart that knows no sorrow
Rescued from this deep, dark hole
[Verse 5]
Stick on these boots and sharpen the nails
Time is now for you leather girls
Maybe we should end this race
Vanish while we cannot leave no trace
[Verse 6]
If I don't go crazy, I'll lose my mind
I saw a life before me but now I'm blind
See one arm film starts on alien beaches
Potted gold and tattooed faces
[Verse 7]
Harrison murals on the corner
Tupperware boxes full of hops
Diazepam dreams, they're catching streams
Paper dinosaurs flash blue and green
Still I've got a flash-bulb head
Still I've got a flash-bulb head
[Verse 8]
If I don't go crazy, I'll lose my mind
I saw a life before me but now I'm blind
I wanna go to heaven never been there before
I wanna go to heaven so you kill me some more
[Verse 9]
Come along nice, come along dead
Scorpio rising, we'll paint it red
A psychic equalizer in your head
[Verse 10]
Come along nice, come along dead
Scorpio rising, paint it red
A psychic equalizer in your head
[Verse 11]
Come along nice, come along dead
Scorpio rising, you'll paint it red
A psychic equalizer in your head
[Verse 12]
Come along nice, come along dead
Scorpio rising, we'll paint it red
A psychic equalizer in your head
A psychic equalizer in your head
Written by: Andrew Whiston, Francis Rossi, Harry Pratt, Ian Button, Richard Fearless, Richard Maguire, Tim Holmes