“The trend of the day was recording studios without any room reverb or ambience. The playing room at Windmill Lane was designed to be totally dead, and you can hear it on the drums. It wasn’t until the ‘Boy’ sessions that we figured out that we had to pull the durm kit into the entrance hall, after...
It's cold outside, it gets so hot in here
The boys and girls collide to the music in my ear
I hear the children crying and I know it's time to go
I hear the children crying, take me home
A painted face and I know we haven't long
We thought that we had the answers, it was the questions we had wrong
I hear the children crying and I know it's time to go
I hear the children crying, take me home
Sad song sad song
Sad song sad song
Sad song sad song
Sad song sad song