Biography:
The Specials (also known as The Special AKA) is an English “2 Tone” ska revival band formed in 1977 in Coventry, England. Their music combines a danceable ska beat with punk’s energy, underpinned by an informed political and social stance.
The group was formed by songwriter/keyboardist Jerry Dammers, with Terry Hall (vocals), Lynval Golding (guitar, vocals) and a rhythm section featuring Horace Panter (bass) and John Bradbury (drums; born 16 February 1953, died 28 December 2015).
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Other songs:
- Blank Expression
- Gangsters
- Little Bitch
- Message To You Rudi
- A Message To You Rudy
- Concrete Jungle
- Dawning Of A New Era
- Do Nothing
- Do The Dog
- Doesnt Make It Alright
- Enjoy Yourself
- Friday Night Saturday Morning
- Ghost Town
- Hey Little Rich Girl
- I Cant Stand It
- Monkey Man
- Nelson Mandela
- New Era
- Nite Club
- Pressure Drop
- Rat Race
- Rudi A Message To You
- Stereotype
- Stupid Marriage
- Stupid Marrige
- Too Hot
- Too Much Too Young
- Youre Wandering Now
- Youre Wondering Now
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!
...NITE KLUB... by The Specials
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*from 'The Specials' (1979)*
Intro:
A D
Is this the in place to be?
A D
What am I doing here?
A D
Watching the girls go by,
B D B Eb
Spending mo-ney on...
Interlude:
E D (x4)
Verse 1:
E D E D
Sleep all day; it's the, only way.
E D E D
I'm a para-site, I creep about at night.
Chorus 1:
A D
Nite Klub; is this the in place to be?
A D
Nite Klub; what am I doing here?
A D
Nite Klub; watching the girls go by,
B D B Eb
Spending mo-ney on...
Verse 2:
E D E D
Hey, hey I don't work, 'cos I don't have to.
E D E D
I don't have to work, there's no, no work to do.
Chorus 2:
E D
Nite Klub; I'm a member of a...
E D
Nite Klub.
E D E
Nite Klub; a fully paid up member of a Nite Klub.
Solo:
A D (x3), B D B Eb
Bass Solo:
(n.C)
Interlude:
E D (x8)
Verse 3:
E D E D
I won't dance, in a, club like this.
E D
All the girls wear slacks,
E D
And the beer tastes just like piss!
Chorus 3:
E D E D
I'm a para-site; I creep, about at night.
E
Yes, I'm a member of the Nite Klub,
D E
A fully paid up member of a Nite Klub.
*(Drum Fill)*
Coda:
A D
Nite Klub; is this the in place to be?
A D
Nite Klub; what am I doing here?
A D
Nite Klub; watching the girls go by,
B D B Eb E
Spending mo-ney on beer.
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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A D B Eb E
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
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Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2006 ([email protected])
---------------................
*from 'The Specials' (1979)*
Intro:
A D
Is this the in place to be?
A D
What am I doing here?
A D
Watching the girls go by,
B D B Eb
Spending mo-ney on...
Interlude:
E D (x4)
Verse 1:
E D E D
Sleep all day; it's the, only way.
E D E D
I'm a para-site, I creep about at night.
Chorus 1:
A D
Nite Klub; is this the in place to be?
A D
Nite Klub; what am I doing here?
A D
Nite Klub; watching the girls go by,
B D B Eb
Spending mo-ney on...
Verse 2:
E D E D
Hey, hey I don't work, 'cos I don't have to.
E D E D
I don't have to work, there's no, no work to do.
Chorus 2:
E D
Nite Klub; I'm a member of a...
E D
Nite Klub.
E D E
Nite Klub; a fully paid up member of a Nite Klub.
Solo:
A D (x3), B D B Eb
Bass Solo:
(n.C)
Interlude:
E D (x8)
Verse 3:
E D E D
I won't dance, in a, club like this.
E D
All the girls wear slacks,
E D
And the beer tastes just like piss!
Chorus 3:
E D E D
I'm a para-site; I creep, about at night.
E
Yes, I'm a member of the Nite Klub,
D E
A fully paid up member of a Nite Klub.
*(Drum Fill)*
Coda:
A D
Nite Klub; is this the in place to be?
A D
Nite Klub; what am I doing here?
A D
Nite Klub; watching the girls go by,
B D B Eb E
Spending mo-ney on beer.
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
A D B Eb E
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
577655 x57775 799877 x68886 x79997
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2006 ([email protected])
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