| Bedroom Toys | |
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| song by Duran Duran | |
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| Released | 11 October 2004 |
| Recorded | 2001-04 |
| Genre | Pop, Rock |
| Length | 4:01 minutes |
| Label | Epic Records |
| Writer(s) | Taylor, Taylor, Rhodes, Le Bon, Taylor |
| Producer(s) | Duran Duran Dallas Austin |
| Duran Duran | |
"Bedroom Toys" is a song by Duran Duran, released on the album Astronaut by Epic Records on 11 October 2004.
About the song 
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The song was written during demo sessions for the Astronaut album, which began in the south of France in June 2001. The band wrote more than 30 songs during the demo sessions that continued into 2002 and 2003.
Duran Duran signed a record deal with Epic Records in June of 2004. The Astronaut songs were given a final polishing with producer Don Gilmore at Sphere Studios in London, and then mixed by Jeremy Wheatley in June and July.
"Bedroom Toys" begins with organ keys and bass guitar funk beats, followed by Simon Le Bon's vocals going from pseudo-rap to Prince-esque within seconds.
Other appearancesEdit
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Personnel Edit
Duran Duran are:
- Simon Le Bon - vocals
- John Taylor - bass guitar
- Andy Taylor - guitar
- Nick Rhodes - keyboards
- Roger Taylor - drums
Lyrics Edit
I been around the world I seen a lot of things That make your chicken curl You're squeezing like boys and teasing like girls Confusing like boys and girls Plan an exit route... parachute... rubber suit Are you ready for a little swim There's regular... queen size... flip it on the b-side... solid gold Oh my God what's this? I saw the bedroom toys Now I'm stalling I can't believe my eyes I saw the bedroom toys Now I'm crawling I learn to improvise Checking out the five star atmosphere You want some expertise If you got treasure, I'll pay you for the pleasure It'll bring you to your knees Silicone romance, what's your name fancypants? Got your eye on the employees Forget about the reeling, talk about the feeling Solid Gold You want it... you got it... now what you gonna do with it? Now you washed up, beat smashing, grab no receipt takes the platinum off your shine Lazy bed star, la di da, petty bourgeois Oh my would you look at the time Until you wise up, you know we're gonna line up The pimps and snitches to dip into your riches If you can't destroy it, you might as well enjoy it
