Alannah Myles - Our World, Our Times mp3

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• Engineer – Charlie Bauerfeind
• Producer – David Tyson
• Remix, Producer [Additional Production] – Charlie Bauerfeind, Henry Stuerken, Sancho Perez
• Written-By – C. Ward, D. Tyson

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EMI April Music/Into Wishin'/Bluebar Waltzes/Zomba Enterprises Inc. ASCAP/SOCAN

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• Engineered At – Horus Sound Studio

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Our World Our Times. Alannah Myles. An airport hanger in L. was filled with ten truckloads of fine desert sand and two monstrous wind machines to give the illusion of a desert wind World Our Times. Лента с персональными рекомендациями и музыкальными новинками, радио, подборки на любой вкус, удобное управление своей коллекцией. Livin' On a MemoryOriginally Performed By Alannah Myles Karaoke Version. Our World Our Times Karaoke tribute version originally performed by Alannah Myles. Исполнитель: Various artists. Watch the video for Our World Our Times from Alannah Myles's Rockinghorse for free, and see the artwork, lyrics and similar artists. Alannah Myles born December 25, 1958, grew up in Toronto, Canada listening to FM radio stations that strongly influenced her eclectic style of music. As a young girl she competed as an eq read more. As a young girl she competed as an equestrian in Canada's prestigious Royal Wi read more. Rockinghorse - Alannah Myles. Lyrics Alannah Myles - Our World Our Times. Little tramp comin' up the strip with a hundred dollar smile Sparks flyin' off her fingertips, drive the young cop wild Some nights are wound so tight like a storm about to break Better stand in your doorway when everything starts to shake You get restless like a cat waking up at midnight, Hungry, never quite satisfied Chorus: This is our world and. these are our times This is our world and these are our times Little brother like a street god with a drop dead attitude Say he's looking like a shadow now, runnin' low on. Our World, Our Times. Album Rockinghorse. Our World, Our Times Lyrics. Little tramp comin' up the strip with a hundred dollar smile Sparks flyin' off her fingertips, drive the young cop wild Some nights are wound so tight like a storm about to break Better stand in your doorway when everything starts to shake. Make way for the son of a rebel wired to a bottle of flame He's got two black eyes and a purple heart and a bone hangin' on a chain These times are like dynamite, a head-on with history Some fool's bound to burn it all down, don't care about you and me. He'll get desperate like a child in the eye of a nightmare Hungry, never quite satisfied. Latest albums by Alannah Myles. Black Song Lyrics for Alannah Myles's Our World Our Times album