Walking In London
Lyrics
This deja-vu feeling I know quite well This psychic confusion, this living hell A cosmic connection with someone somewhere Is coming from your direction, I swear, I swearfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
grunge recording qualitiesa subtle use of vocal harmony
call and answer vocal harmony (Antiphony)
extensive vamping
minor key tonality
electric guitar riffs
an electric guitar solo
an emotional female lead vocal performance
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Walking In London
1992
And I am, oh, so sick and tired Everywhere, everywhere Singing in Sydney And I am, oh, so sick and tired Feeling you in me And I'm feeling you in me I feel your hands, I kiss your mouth Everything I say Every night, every day Songwriter: Johnette Lin Napolitano A cosmic connection with someone somewhere Everything I do Fingerprints lingering, warm breath An invisible touch on the back of my neck I’m either going insane or I’m a human wire I’ve been north, I’ve been south This psychic confusion, this living hell And I’ve been running all this time I’ve been north, I’ve been south And I’ve been running all this time I feel your arms, I hear your voice And you are watching me walk Talking Italian Publishers: EMI LONGITUDE MUSIC INC, INTERNATIONAL VELVET MUSIC And I am walking in London Everything I say Of every face that I know I’ve been east, I’ve been west Of every face that I know Is coming from your direction, I swear, I swear And I’m running out of places to go This deja-vu feeling I know quite well I feel your hands, I kiss your mouth And you are hearing me talk Everywhere, everywhere Receiving a signal, desire, desire And I’m walking in London And you are hearing me talk And you were sitting right there I’ve been east, I’ve been west I feel your arms, I hear your voice And I’m running out of places to go Every night, every day And you were sitting right there Everything in my head Everything in my head Talking Italian Singing in Sydney Everything I do And you are watching me walk


