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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Electronic
Electronic
Performer
Bernard Sumner
Bernard Sumner
Vocals
Johnny Marr
Johnny Marr
Guitar
Andrew Robinson
Andrew Robinson
Programming
Denise Johnson
Denise Johnson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernard Sumner
Bernard Sumner
Songwriter
Johnny Marr
Johnny Marr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bernard Sumner
Bernard Sumner
Producer
Johnny Marr
Johnny Marr
Producer
Frank Arkwright
Frank Arkwright
Mastering Engineer
Owen Morris
Owen Morris
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I've always thought of you as my brick wall
Built like an angel, six feet tall
Six feet tall
And when you go away, I start to weep
You're too expensive girl to keep
Isn't it sweet?
I don't know where to begin, living in sin
How can we talk? Look where you've been
I've counted the nights, living in sin
How can we talk? Look where we've been
Take my independent point of view
I've loosened my wallet, thanks to you
Don't do me any favours
Hark, the herald angels sting
Please repair my broken wing
Why won't you look at me?
I live and breathe
I don't know where to begin, living in sin
How can we talk? Look where you've been
I've counted the nights, living in sin
How can we talk? Look where we've been
I don't know where to begin, living in sin
(Living in sin)
How can we talk? Look where you've been
I've counted the nights, living in sin
How can we talk? Look where we've been
(How can you talk?)
(You can make it all the time)
(Du-de-bam-da, du-de-eh)
(You can make it all the time)
(Do-de-re-dun-dam-dum-de-rem-dum-da-dom-dom-de-re)
Living on peanuts ain't my scene
A shame that word rhymes with mean
Written by: Bernard Sumner, Johnny Marr
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