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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crowded House
Crowded House
Performer
Neil Finn
Neil Finn
Vocals
Nick Seymour
Nick Seymour
Bass Guitar
Mark Hart
Mark Hart
Keyboards
Matt Sherrod
Matt Sherrod
Drums
Don McGlashan
Don McGlashan
Euphonium
Sharon Finn
Sharon Finn
Vocals
Jim Scott
Jim Scott
Tambourine
Lisa Germano
Lisa Germano
Violin
Michael McClintock
Michael McClintock
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neil Finn
Neil Finn
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neil Finn
Neil Finn
Co-Producer
Jim Scott
Jim Scott
Recording Engineer
Kevin Dean
Kevin Dean
Recording Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Even though I know you're wrong, I can never win Disappointment, I must bear underneath my grin In the darkness from the stage, the sting in my tail Horizons rise and fall, shadows grow so pale Creatures that come out to play go home to stay the night Things I got so worried about are working out just fine Don't remember and in the end, it's useless to dwell And nothing good is true unless you find out for yourself Old men, be warned, he can't be helped Like those who went before, you can't be helped It's not your fault, it can't be helped Young men Their imagination knows no bounds as far as I can see There's a love that can't be found until you let it free In the spotlight on the stage, the sting in my tail Horizons that rise and fall and shadows grow so pale Old men, be warned, he can't be helped Like those who went before, you can't be helped It's not your fault, it can't be helped Young men But even though I know you're wrong I can never win Everyone's son thinks he's the best They make it all up again
Writer(s): Neil Finn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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