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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Byrne
Vocals
Jerry Harrison
Keyboards
Tina Weymouth
Background Vocals
Alex Weir
Guitar
Christopher Frantz
Drums
L. Shankar
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Byrne
Songwriter
Tina Weymouth
Composer
Christopher Frantz
Composer
Jerry Harrison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Talking Heads
Producer
Chris Frantz
Producer
David Byrne
Cover Art
Alex Sadkin
Mixing Engineer
Franklin Gibson
Assistant Engineer
Jay Mark
Assistant Engineer
John Convertino
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Butch Jones
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Everybody
Get in line
[Verse 2]
Nothing can come between us
Nothing gets you down
Nothing strikes your fancy
Nothing turns you on
[Verse 3]
Somebody is waiting in the hallway
Somebody is falling down the stairs
Set someone free, break someone's heart
Stand up, help us out
[Verse 4]
Everything is divided
Nothing is complete
Everything looks impressive
Do not be deceived
[Verse 5]
You don't have to wait for more instructions
No one makes a monkey out of me
We lie on our backs, feet in the air
Rest and relaxation, rocket to my brain
[Verse 6]
Snap into position
Bounce till you ache
You step out of line and
And you end up in jail
[Verse 7]
Bring me a doctor
I have a hole in my head
But they are just people
And I'm not afraid
[Verse 8]
Doctor, doctor
We have nothing in our pockets
We continue
But we have nothing left to offer
[Verse 9]
Faces pressed against the window
Hey, they are just my friends
Check this out, don't be so slick
Break our backs, it goes like this
[Verse 10]
We are born without eyesight
We are born without sin
And our mama protects us
From the cold and the rain
[Verse 11]
We're in no hurry
Sugar and spice
We sing in the darkness
When we open our eyes (Open up)
[Verse 12]
Oh, I can't believe it
And when people ask me
Our president's crazy
Did you hear what he said?
[Verse 13]
Business and pleasure
Lie right to your face
Divide it in sections
And then give it away
[Verse 14]
And there are no big secrets
And don't believe what you read
We have great big bodies
We got great big heads
[Verse 15]
Run, run, run, run all together
Check it out, still don't make no sense
Making flippy floppy, tryna do my best
Lock the door, we kill the beast, kill it
Written by: Chris Frantz, David Byrne, Jerry Harrison, Tina Weymouth