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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams
Vocals
Adam Tucker
Adam Tucker
Vocals
Darek Cobbs
Darek Cobbs
Keyboards
Adam Blackstone
Adam Blackstone
Bass
Clay Sears
Clay Sears
Guitar
Brian Frasier-Moore
Brian Frasier-Moore
Drums
Melvin Jones
Melvin Jones
Trumpet
Michael Burton
Michael Burton
Saxophone
Wilbert Williams
Wilbert Williams
Trombone
Adam Halpin
Adam Halpin
Additional Vocals
Anne Fraser Dansky
Anne Fraser Dansky
Additional Vocals
Ben Rosenberry
Ben Rosenberry
Additional Vocals
Jessie Bailey
Jessie Bailey
Additional Vocals
Lauren Molina
Lauren Molina
Additional Vocals
Leandra Ellis Gaston
Leandra Ellis Gaston
Additional Vocals
Linny Smith
Linny Smith
Additional Vocals
Marcus Paul James
Marcus Paul James
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robbie Williams
Robbie Williams
Songwriter
Guy Chambers
Guy Chambers
Songwriter
Melvin Jones
Melvin Jones
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darek Cobbs
Darek Cobbs
Producer
Adam Blackstone
Adam Blackstone
Producer
Nick Baxter
Nick Baxter
Mixing Engineer
Matthew Tuggle
Matthew Tuggle
Engineer
Jonny Solway
Jonny Solway
Vocal Recording Engineer
Derik Lee
Derik Lee
Vocal Recording Engineer
Richard Flack
Richard Flack
Vocal Recording Engineer
Mark Kraus
Mark Kraus
Assistant Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Will Quinnell
Will Quinnell
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Atharva Dhekne
Atharva Dhekne
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Thea Prevalsky
Thea Prevalsky
Assistant Engineer
Ary Maudit
Ary Maudit
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hell is gone, and Heaven's here
There's nothing left for you to fear
Shake your ass, come over here, now scream
[Verse 2]
I'm a burning effigy of everything I used to be
You're my rock of empathy, my dear
[Chorus]
So come on, let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
[Verse 3]
Life's too short for you to die
Come grab yourself an alibi
Heaven knows your mother lied, mon cher
[Verse 4]
Separate your right from wrong
Come and sing a different song
The kettle's on, so don't be long, mon cher
[Chorus]
So come on, let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
[Verse 5]
Look me up in the yellow pages
I will be your rock of ages
See through fads and your crazy phases
[Verse 6]
Little Bo Peep has lost his sheep
Popped a pill and fell asleep
The dew is wet, but the grass is sweet, my dear
[Bridge]
Your mind gets burnt with the habits you've learnt
But we're the generation that's got to be heard
You're tired of your teachers, and your school's a drag
You're not gonna end up—
[Chorus]
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
[Bridge]
He may be good, he may be out of sight (Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on)
But he can't be here, so come around tonight (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
Here is the place where the feeling grows (Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on)
You gotta get high before you—, ah (Come on, come on, come on, come on)
[Chorus]
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
[Outro]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Written by: Guy Chambers, Robbie Williams
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