Biography:
Microdisney was an Irish musical duo formed in 1980 by Cathal Coughlan (keyboards, vocals) and Sean O'Hagan (guitar).
Like many bands, who might otherwise have gone unrecognised, they were given a wider audience by BBC Radio 1 DJ John Peel.
They recorded for Virgin and Rough Trade. Albums included the early compilation "We Hate You South African Bastards!" (later renamed "Love Your Enemies"), "Everybody Is Fantastic", "The Clock Comes Down The Stairs", "Crooked Mile" and "39 Minutes".
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Other songs:
- 464
- A Friend With A Big Mouth
- Angels
- Are You Happy
- Armadillo Man
- Begging Bowl
- Big Sleeping House
- Birthday Girl
- Bullwhip Road
- Dear Rosemary
- Dolly
- Dreaming Drains
- Everybody Is Dead
- Gale Force Wind
- Give Me All Of Your Clothes
- Helicopter Of The Holy Ghost
- High And Dry
- Horse Overboard
- Humane
- Loftholdingswood
- Past
- Pink Skinned Man
- Rack
- Sleepless
- Sun
- Town To Town
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
Em
[Verse 1]
Em C G
He has nothing but a can of beer
Em C G
Two crutches and the soot from the air
Em C G
And nights of soaking in the city's drains
F C G
He hates the rich but he hates in vain
[Verse 2]
Em C G
If a power was to lift him up
Em C G
Make him rich, would he admit it was luck
Em C G
Or say he'd earned it, and claim a state of grace
F C G
Just like the rich in this hateful place
[Chorus 1]
G C G
What the hell is wrong with you?
Am7 C/D G
You long to lord it like the rich folks do
G C G
As you command me from the depths of gin
Am7 C/D G
To walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
Am7 C/D G
Walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
[Verse 3]
Em C G
I saw a dead man in the street today
Em C G
And he'll stay there because he never paid
Em C G
He was a stranger who would not go home
F C G
Blinded by sun on the streets of gold
[Chorus 1]
G C G
What the hell is wrong with you?
Am7 C/D G
You long to lord it like the rich folks do
G C G
You command me from the depths of gin
Am7 C/D G
To walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
Am7 C/D G
Walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
[Instrumental Solo]
A D (x4)
[Chorus 2]
A D A
Mother Mother won't you dry my eyes
Bm7 E9sus4 A
Doctor says that I will have to die
A D A
I went with someone and I woke to find
Bm7 E9sus4 A
I'm now subhuman and I don't know why
Bm7 E9sus4 A
I'm now subhuman and I don't know why
[Verse 4]
Em C G
Nothing is what you'll you hear from me
Em C G
When they ground me and spat me back on the streets
Em
[Verse 1]
Em C G
He has nothing but a can of beer
Em C G
Two crutches and the soot from the air
Em C G
And nights of soaking in the city's drains
F C G
He hates the rich but he hates in vain
[Verse 2]
Em C G
If a power was to lift him up
Em C G
Make him rich, would he admit it was luck
Em C G
Or say he'd earned it, and claim a state of grace
F C G
Just like the rich in this hateful place
[Chorus 1]
G C G
What the hell is wrong with you?
Am7 C/D G
You long to lord it like the rich folks do
G C G
As you command me from the depths of gin
Am7 C/D G
To walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
Am7 C/D G
Walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
[Verse 3]
Em C G
I saw a dead man in the street today
Em C G
And he'll stay there because he never paid
Em C G
He was a stranger who would not go home
F C G
Blinded by sun on the streets of gold
[Chorus 1]
G C G
What the hell is wrong with you?
Am7 C/D G
You long to lord it like the rich folks do
G C G
You command me from the depths of gin
Am7 C/D G
To walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
Am7 C/D G
Walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
[Instrumental Solo]
A D (x4)
[Chorus 2]
A D A
Mother Mother won't you dry my eyes
Bm7 E9sus4 A
Doctor says that I will have to die
A D A
I went with someone and I woke to find
Bm7 E9sus4 A
I'm now subhuman and I don't know why
Bm7 E9sus4 A
I'm now subhuman and I don't know why
[Verse 4]
Em C G
Nothing is what you'll you hear from me
Em C G
When they ground me and spat me back on the streets
Middle Tickle
Midland
Midnasty
Midnight Ambassa (...)
Midnight Aria