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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Can
Performer
Irmin Schmidt
Keyboards
Damo Suzuki
Vocals
Holger Czukay
Bass
Jaki Liebezeit
Drums
Michael Karoli
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Irmin Schmidt
Composer
Damo Suzuki
Composer
Holger Czukay
Composer
Jaki Liebezeit
Composer
Michael Karoli
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Can
Producer
Irmin Schmidt
Producer
Damo Suzuki
Producer
Holger Czukay
Producer
Jaki Liebezeit
Producer
Michael Karoli
Producer
Andreas Torkler
Mastering Engineer
Andreas Torkler at Sonopress, Germany
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Underneath a pool with a rock here
I hear the singing of white collar man
He got a huge edge on his head
Call it number one two three four
He said I'm the greatest thing
Although all over no one knows it
The world will look at me
And I remain separate cry outside
He'll drink it here, he gets paid
Never will know it's a not so fine
As we wake too early at bed
When Danny wears a cap, telephone
When I talk to you
You just see me like the mad dog
Can you hear me my friend?
Don't pray for me, wish me luck
Why, why don't you dedicate
To follow chicks on stupid saturday afternoon?
I, I know you will be a bore
Like a straight Italian, cheap whiskey man
Hey look here, here comes ned
Like taller people, it's not so fine
He's all alone in bed
When Danny wakes up, telephone
When I talk to you
You just see me like the mad dog
Can you hear me my friend?
Don't pray for me, wish me luck
Why, why don't you dedicate
To follow chicks on stupid saturday afternoon?
I, I know you will be a bore
Like a straight Italian, cheap whiskey man
Underneath a pool with a rock here
I hear the singing of white collar man
He got a huge edge on his head
Call it number one two three four
He said I'm the greatest thing
Although all over no one knows it
Written by: Damo Suzuki, Holger Czukay, Irmin Schmidt, Jaki Liebezeit, Michael Karoli