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Credits :
Original Idea : @LiveMeIfYouCan
Executive Co-production : Gingko - La Maison Noire
Director : Jules Jarossay
Assistant Director : Jonathan Babinard
Producer : Lionel Martin
Line Producer : Charlotte Haroug
Video Line producer : David Amado
Operators : Valentine Vernier, Florian Grenier, Patrick Niangouna, Antoine Teulon & Lisa Menjou-Cortes
Sound engineer LMIYC : Simon Bares
Sound engineer Think Zik ! : Corentin Anis
Dronist : Kevin Lomprez
Location Manager : Jérôme Babinard
Community manager : Maëva Lucas
Photographer : Laura Gilli

Cellos : Rodolphe Liskowitch, Julien Grattard, Laure Magnien, Polina Streltsova, Léonore Védie, Octavio Angarita, Bohdana Horecka & Lucie Cravero
Stylism : Céleste Durry
Jacket : Imane Ayissi
Boots : Isabel Marant
Trousers & Cellos' Clothes : Studio Rice
Make Up : @maccosmetics


Recorded in the Petit Palais (Paris)
℗ & © 2021 Think Zik!, a Punk Punk Club ! Music Division

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"THE A TEAM"
Ed Sheeran
© Sony/ATV Music Publishing (UK) Ltd
Courtesy of Sony/ATV Music Publishing (France).

White lips, pale face
Breathing in the snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, days end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately, her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us

'Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't wanna go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim, stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately, her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us

'Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
But she don't wanna go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland
Sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly

An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eyes and hopin' for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately, her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us

And we're all under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And we don't wanna go outside tonight
And in the pipe, fly to the motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Angels to die

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