Biography:
The Postelles are part of an ideological bloodline that connects The Velvet Underground to the Ramones to Blondie and Television to the Walkmen, artists with unique and varied sensibilities, certainly, but who have in common an allegiance to the unabashedly unadorned rock song. In fact, it was during the late 90s, when New York had no unified sound to speak of and the members of The Postelles were just kids poring over their parents' record collections, that the seeds of the band's sound were sown.
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What up, fairly simple song. Not sure if this is 100% correct but its pretty close and
sounds good enough. Drop me a comment with suggestions
Chords:
B| 7-9-9-8-7-7
E| x-7-9-9-9-7
Esus| x-7-9-9-9-9 (note the 9 on the high e)
F#| x-9-11-11-11-9
Abm| x-11-13-13-12-11
C#m| 9-11-11-9-9-9
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Verse
(B) B B
I won't go, I won't stay
B B Esus
'Til you give me a taste
Esus B
I wanna feel like that
So I shake, and you sweat
And we dance, now let's sing
Oh no, no, no, no, no I wanna feel like that
B (let it ring)
So, tell me do you like that? (I don't think I like that)
B (let it ring AGAIN!)
Well, maybe we should stop this (I wish we never started)
Esus (now let that onering)
Oh maybe we should go
(F#) B
I wanna feel okay
Chorus
B E F#
I got a problem and it drains my soul
B E F#
Don't tell, nobody knows
B Abm (C#m) B
I used to feel all right, now I'm u-u-u-uptight
E F#
'Cause the white, the white night, oh oh
E F#
The white, white night, woah
E F# B
White night for me
(Verse)
It's a long way down in New York City
And I fell so fast, it wasn't pretty
It's a long way down, but I wanna go
B Abm
Oh, and I'm a systematic automatic city really misses at
E B
All I really care about is knowing where my head is at
E F#
Oh, cause I'm a systematic automatic city really dizzy track
Oh, tell me do you like that? (I think I like that)
Maybe we can stop this (I wish we never started)
Tell me what to do
To make this go away
I got a problem and it drains my soul
Don't tell, nobody knows
I used to feel all right, now I'm u-u-u-uptight
'Cause the white night, oh oh
The white night, woah
White night for me
B
'Cause it's a long way down in New York City
sounds good enough. Drop me a comment with suggestions
Chords:
B| 7-9-9-8-7-7
E| x-7-9-9-9-7
Esus| x-7-9-9-9-9 (note the 9 on the high e)
F#| x-9-11-11-11-9
Abm| x-11-13-13-12-11
C#m| 9-11-11-9-9-9
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Verse
(B) B B
I won't go, I won't stay
B B Esus
'Til you give me a taste
Esus B
I wanna feel like that
So I shake, and you sweat
And we dance, now let's sing
Oh no, no, no, no, no I wanna feel like that
B (let it ring)
So, tell me do you like that? (I don't think I like that)
B (let it ring AGAIN!)
Well, maybe we should stop this (I wish we never started)
Esus (now let that onering)
Oh maybe we should go
(F#) B
I wanna feel okay
Chorus
B E F#
I got a problem and it drains my soul
B E F#
Don't tell, nobody knows
B Abm (C#m) B
I used to feel all right, now I'm u-u-u-uptight
E F#
'Cause the white, the white night, oh oh
E F#
The white, white night, woah
E F# B
White night for me
(Verse)
It's a long way down in New York City
And I fell so fast, it wasn't pretty
It's a long way down, but I wanna go
B Abm
Oh, and I'm a systematic automatic city really misses at
E B
All I really care about is knowing where my head is at
E F#
Oh, cause I'm a systematic automatic city really dizzy track
Oh, tell me do you like that? (I think I like that)
Maybe we can stop this (I wish we never started)
Tell me what to do
To make this go away
I got a problem and it drains my soul
Don't tell, nobody knows
I used to feel all right, now I'm u-u-u-uptight
'Cause the white night, oh oh
The white night, woah
White night for me
B
'Cause it's a long way down in New York City
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