Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zapp
Vocals
Roger Troutman
Keyboards
Larry Troutman
Congas
Bootsy Collins
Guitar
Gregory Jackson
Keyboards
Carl Cowen
Saxophone
Bobby Glover
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roger Troutman
Composer
Larry Troutman
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Roger Troutman
Producer
Greg Ward
Mixing Engineer
J. Vitti
Engineer
Mike Iacopelli
Engineer
Bootsy Collins
Producer
Lyrics
At night I lie awake
And not a minute longer can I take
The voices I can hear
Chanting of my end creeping near
Angel, spread your wings
How beautiful it sounds, when sirens sing
Coming home
Coming home
To the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
I can hear them moan
In the wind so cold it cuts through flesh and bone
Now I am prey
They will come for me and I will have to pay
Angel, spread your wings
How beautiful it sounds, when sirens sing
Coming home
Coming home
To the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
Kein Weg zurück
Kein Weg hinaus
Kein Weg zurück
Kein Weg hinaus
Kein Weg zurück
Kein Weg hinaus
Kein Weg zurück
Kein Weg hinaus
(Outside the wind is howling
You can sense something prowling around
Under your skin it's crawling
Forever you'll be falling down)
Beware - no false move
I don't know why I have to reach the roof
And I run up the stairs
The steps all rotten, but I no longer care
Coming home
Coming home
Coming home
To the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
Coming home
Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
Coming home
Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
To the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
Tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
To the tiles, the tiles, the tiles
Writer(s): Roger Troutman
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