Tripping Lyrics

Robbie Williams


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Ashley Hamilton, Kristian Ottestad, Robbie Williams
album: Track 1 in album Intensive Care
release date: 2005-10-24
popularity : 130 users have visited this page.
length: 4:37
conductor: David Campbell
engineer: Adam Noble, Tony Phillips, Pablo Munguia, Stephen Duffy, John Paterno, Dan Porter, Andy Strange
electric bass guitar: Jerry Meehan, Robbie Williams
drums: Matt Chamberlain
trumpet: Steve Sidwell
trombone: Neil Sidwell
saxophone: Dave Bishop
cello: Suzie Katayama, Larry Corbett
melodica: Stephen Duffy
electric guitar: Stephen Duffy
glockenspiel: Stephen Duffy
keyboard: Stephen Duffy
Wurlitzer electric piano: Claire Worrall
percussion: Max Beesley
violin: Armen Garabedian, Sara Pakins, Michelle Richards, Josefina Vergara, John Wittenberg, Charlie Bisharat
viola: Denyse Buffum, Roland Kato
strings arranger: David Campbell
mix: Bob Clearmountain
assistant mix: Brandon Duncan
producer: Stephen Duffy, Robbie Williams
lead vocals: Robbie Williams
background vocals: Claire Worrall, Robbie Williams
writer: Robbie Williams, Stephen Duffy

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First they ignore you,
Then laugh at you and hate you.
Then they flight you,
Then you win.

When the truth dies,
Very bad things happen.
They're being heartless,
Again.

I know, its gonna, there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence
When a hearth is broken there's nothing to break

You've been mixing,
With some very heavy faces.
They boys have done,
A bit of bird.

They don't kill their own,
and they all love their mothers.
But you're out of your depth son,
Have a word.

I know, its gonna, there's gonna be violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence
The heart broken there's nothing to break

All is wonderful in this life,
Dreaming of the sun she warms.
You should see me in the afterlife,
Picking up the songs of lures.

When you think we're lost, we're exploring.
What you think is work because I'm adoring.
You don't want the truth, truth is boring.
I've got this fever need to,
Leave the house,
Leave the car,
Leave the bad men where they are,
I'll leave a few shells in my gun,
And stop me starring at the sun.

I know, its gonna, there's be gonna violence
I've taken as much as I'm willing to take
Why do you think we should suffer in silence
My heart is broken there's nothing to break.

Track Listing

  • 1 Ghosts
  • 2 Tripping
  • 3 Make Me Pure
  • 4 Spread Your Wings
  • 5 Advertising Space
  • 6 Please Don't Die
  • 7 Your Gay Friend
  • 8 Sin Sin Sin
  • 9 Random Acts of Kindness
  • 10 The Trouble With Me
  • 11 A Place to Crash
  • 12 King of Bloke & Bird