Gorillaz - The Sad God ft. Black Thought, Ajay Prasanna and Anoushka Shankar

The Mountain, out now. Listen to The Sad God feat Black Thought, Ajay Prasanna and Anoushka Shankar: https://gorillaz.ffm.to/thesadgod Order the album: https://gorillaz.ffm.to/themountain Subscribe to Gorillaz https://gorillaz.os.fan/signup Shop Gorillaz: https://store.gorillaz.com/ Visualiser creative by Jamie Hewlett Gorillaz are managed by Eleven Mgmt Written by Damon Albarn and Tariq.Trotter and Anoushka Shankar Produced by Gorillaz and Samuel Egglenton and Remi Kabaka Jr Vocals by Gorillaz and Black Thought French Horn Matt Bansuri Ajay Prasanna Sitar by Anoushka Shankar The Mountain Choir: Vijayaa Shanker, Raja Lakshmi Sanjay, Ritika Sahni, Pari Thakur , Rahul Pandey , Sanskar Vaidya, Vamsee Kotaru ,Pulkit Rajvanshi, Vaishnavi Shanker Engineered by Sam Egglenton and Adhithya Sivakumar Assistant Engineering by Giacomo Vianello and Ishaan Nimkar Recorded at Studio 13 London, Studio 13 Devon Mixed by Marta Salogni at Studio Zona Mastered by Heba Kadry, NYC Mastering Assistant, Jacob Clements Published by Sony Music Publishing / Thirteen Limited and ASCAP/Universal Music Publishing/Legendelphia Music, Chester Music Limited / A Wise Music Company Lyrics: I gave you love to fill old glory I gave you dreams you wrote the story I gave you White sails to reach the sun I gave you atoms you built a bomb Now there is nothing and I have gone No more mountains no more song No more prayers sent up into space Only screens left to see your face I got the Intel through the inkwell. You do well when you think well. People are more likely to try to give you hell when you bring hell. It ain’t got to begin well but it’s all well if it ends well and then, Well, A man’s still gotta mean well and intend well, even in hell. You were dating misery’s friend of a friend Girl. The guard fell and light broke through the hard shell of an incell trapped inside of a statue. Scratched vinyl in a back room. Accumulating in the vacuum. Ruminating in the bathroom. Just an illustration in a tattoo. Blood moon, blue black moon. Even if they let me into heaven i would prolly just move back soon. That Dracula/Nasferatu, Ooh la la Sassoon, Le Miserables. One lil’ nod at you and I got you. Type of shit to lay a clap track to. I can’t say it ain’t factual. “The master remained natural” should be the answer when they ask you of my advantage, The paradise you were handed.. like a pair of dice. I’m living with uninhibited unlimited terabytes of.. I gave you blue skies Sweet fallacy I gave you poppies for malady I gave you white cells You weaponised I gave you garlands You closed your eyes In paradise #themountain #gorillaz #newmusic #kong