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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Talking Heads
Performer
Chris Frantz
Drums
David Byrne
Vocals
Jerry Harrison
Keyboards
Tina Weymouth
Bass Guitar
B. Wassy
Percussion
Moussa Cissokho
Congas
Wally Badarou
Keyboards
Nino Gioia
Percussion
Dolette McDonald
Background Vocals
Nona Hendryx
Vocals
Tawatha Agee
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Frantz
Songwriter
David Byrne
Songwriter
Tina Weymouth
Songwriter
Jerry Harrison
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Talking Heads
Producer
Chris Frantz
Producer
David Byrne
Producer
Jerry Harrison
Producer
Tina Weymouth
Producer
Fernando Kral
Engineer
Richard Manwaring
Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Nick Launay
Producer
Steve Lillywhite
Producer
Lyrics
I have tried marijuana I get nervous every time
There will come a knockin' at the door
Why is everybody makin' eyes at me?
I don't want to know
Excuse and pardon me
Stay for a while maybe we'll never meet again
And I can see my lifetime piling up, I can see the days turn into nights
I can see the people on the street open those windows up
A hundred floors below me pilin' those houses up
Pilin' them higher, higher, higher can feel them swayin' back and forth
Building it higher, higher this tower's leaning over
I got bad coordination stuck a pencil in my eye
I can hardly wait to get back home
Why is everybody gettin' paranoid?
I's only havin' fun
Scum bags and superstars tell me your names
I'll make a bet, you're both the same
I can see my lifetime pilin' up reaching from my bedroom to the stars
I can see the house where I was born
When I was growin' up they say that I could never keep my trousers up
I remember days and crazy nights, are there any pirates on this ship?
And if they sober up they? ll have us home by morning
Cry, cry, cry it's just you and I
Like an automobile with no one at the wheel
Spinning out of control we're all over the road
In our sexy machine oh, all the passengers scream
Scream, scream
I can see my lifetime pilin' up, I can see it smashin' into yours
It was not an accident at all open your window up I hear you laughin'
Going one two three four five goin' from the bottom to the top
Maybe I'm holding on too tight and now I'm throwin' up
I got a funny feeling pilin' them houses up, pilin' them higher, higher, higher
Building that highway to the stars turning the music up
Hey I got a winning number
Writer(s): David Byrne, Chris Frantz, Tina Weymouth, Jerry Harrison
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