Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Peter Murphy
Vocals
Howard Hughes
Keyboards
Daniel Ash
Electric Guitar
Steve Young
Programming
Chris Pye
Guitar
Eddie Branch
Bass Guitar
Erkan Oğur
Musician
Gini Ball
Violin
Joji Hirota
Congas
Martin McCarrick
Cello
Paul Cover
Musician
Paul Lawford
Percussion
Peter Bonas
Guitar
Philip Rambow
Guitar
Steve Turner
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Murphy
Songwriter
Howard Hughes
Composer
Lyrics
Teach him to be happy
Teach him some control
Teach him what his friends are
With your sunken eyes
And your pretty looks
Underneath a see through disguise
You are desperate for a good hook
Desperate for a good hook
You try so hard to see what you want
The answer is clear
Should you see your face
In the mirror, dear
Is that the movement of fear?
You are kicking out at them
Judging all the time
As you criticize the bull
You do it just as fine
You are the source of what
You'd call weird pop
Well, that's all you've seen
That's all you've got
Teach him to be happy
Teach him some control
Teach him what his friends are
This is the movement of fear, ha
Writer(s): Peter John Murphy, Howard Hughes
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