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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Primal Scream
Primal Scream
Performer
Tim Bran
Tim Bran
Programming
Alison Mosshart
Alison Mosshart
Vocals
John Gibbons
John Gibbons
Background Vocals
Sharlene Hector
Sharlene Hector
Background Vocals
Sylvia Mason-James
Sylvia Mason-James
Background Vocals
Juliet Roberts
Juliet Roberts
Background Vocals
Darrin Mooney
Darrin Mooney
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Duffy
Martin Duffy
Composer
Bobby Gillespie
Bobby Gillespie
Composer
Andrew Innes
Andrew Innes
Composer
Mounfield
Mounfield
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Youth
Youth
Producer
Joel Cormack
Joel Cormack
Assistant Recording Engineer
George Renwick
George Renwick
Assistant Engineer
D. Sardy
D. Sardy
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Castle
Ryan Castle
Engineer
Andy Brohard
Andy Brohard
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

La-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la-la-la
Saw you walking down the street
Holding hands with some other guy
Wearing sharkskin suit, black patent leather boots
Big brown flying saucer eyes
I didn't talk to you then, you was kissing your friend
Besides it was the wrong time and place
I went home and took a shower
Read "Our Lady Of The Flowers" by Jane Genet
I knew we'd meet again
Don't want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Oh, come on, babe, let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet rock and roll
I searched all over town, queers and dudes hanging around
No one had ever seen a chick like you before
I hit strip joints and museums, bars and clubs and Jesus
I even prayed in the cathedral for your soul
Then one rainy winter Tuesday, I saw you on the subway
You were heading for the tunnel near the door
I pressed my face against the glass, you sped by me in a flash
Like a motorcycle crash, you smoked my skull
Don't want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Oh, come on, babe, let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time, woo!
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet rock and roll
Here she comes now
Alright
So there I was again, walking in the pourin' rain
Wondering who and why and where and what you were
I had hallucinatory dreams, shivers, sweats and screams
Like an opium withdrawal, only worse
Then on one hot summer night I took a motorcycle ride
Saw you looking really evil, spitting fire from your eyes
Like a rockabilly queen 'bout to kickstart your machine
Like a fighter pilot flying off to war
You had a tight black leather jacket
Skull and crossbones on the back
God bless the soul of sweet Gene Vincent
There you were, I said
Don't want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Come on, babe, let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) woo-woo-woo, let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) lwoo-woo-woo, let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet, sweet rock and roll
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) good time, good time, good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) good time, good time, good time, woo-hoo!
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet, sweet, sweet rock and roll
Written by: Andrew Innes, Bobby Gillespie, Martin Duffy, Mounfield
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