Biography:
Adrian Thaws (27 de enero de 1968, Bristol, Gran Bretaña), más conocido como Tricky, es uno de los músicos británicos más importantes dentro de la escena del trip hop.
A lo largo de su carrera, Tricky ha plasmado en cada disco cómo ha sido su vida: oscura; y cada uno de sus álbumes están llenos de "juegos mentales", como el mismo Tricky afirma. Discos como "Angels With Dirty Faces" y "Pre - Millenium Tension" llevaron este sentimiento de claustrofobia a un plano nunca antes alcanzado en el trip hop.
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Other songs:
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]
Bm A Em G
Bm A Em G
[Verse 1: Francesca Belmonte & Tricky]
G Bm
Stills in your pocket, see inside light
A Em
What do you want me to do?
G Em
I don't know my name, and I don't care for friends
How can I take care of you?
G Bm
The stars left, the morning came
A Em
You know I'm just a good time girl
G Bm
Leaving you lonely, I don't care at all
A Em
No, I can't be good for you
G Em
I become weary, you won't get to know me
But what you receive will be pure
G Em
I gave you small doses 'cause my heart's been wasted
A Em
And I can't belong anymore
G Bm
It's closing time, and the aftermath
A Em
His heartache's been coming on slow
G Bm
Warm and he's curling, our lips are enfolding
A Em
Gold on my chest as he falls
[Instrumental]
Em B7 x4
[Verse 2: Francesca Belmonte]
G Bm
Don't be imprisoned by judgments and wisdom
A Em
Come to my lap, be a man
G Bm
I'm off the breast and I'm learning to hunt
A Em
Regiani, yeah, he'd understand
G Bm A Em
Be bold, but don't fight me and don't try to move me, no
G Bm A
No need for Rowlands to wake up the dormant
A Em
The seasons are coming around
[Instrumental]
Em B7 x4
[Verse 1: Francesca Belmonte & Tricky]
G Bm
Stills in your pocket, see inside light
Em
What do you want me to do?
G Em
I don't know my name, and I don't care for friends
How can I take care of you?
G Bm
The stars left, the morning came
A Em
You know I'm just a good time girl
G Bm
Leaving you lonely, I don't care at all
A Em
No, I can't be good for you
G Em
I become weary, you won't get to know me
But what you receive will be pure
G Em
I gave you small doses 'cause my heart's been wasted
A Em
And I can't belong anymore
G Bm
It's closing time, and the aftermath
A Em
His heartache's been coming on slow
G Bm
Warm and he's curling, our lips are enfolding
A Em
Gold on my chest as he falls
[Instrumental]
Em B7 x4
Bm A Em G
Bm A Em G
[Verse 1: Francesca Belmonte & Tricky]
G Bm
Stills in your pocket, see inside light
A Em
What do you want me to do?
G Em
I don't know my name, and I don't care for friends
How can I take care of you?
G Bm
The stars left, the morning came
A Em
You know I'm just a good time girl
G Bm
Leaving you lonely, I don't care at all
A Em
No, I can't be good for you
G Em
I become weary, you won't get to know me
But what you receive will be pure
G Em
I gave you small doses 'cause my heart's been wasted
A Em
And I can't belong anymore
G Bm
It's closing time, and the aftermath
A Em
His heartache's been coming on slow
G Bm
Warm and he's curling, our lips are enfolding
A Em
Gold on my chest as he falls
[Instrumental]
Em B7 x4
[Verse 2: Francesca Belmonte]
G Bm
Don't be imprisoned by judgments and wisdom
A Em
Come to my lap, be a man
G Bm
I'm off the breast and I'm learning to hunt
A Em
Regiani, yeah, he'd understand
G Bm A Em
Be bold, but don't fight me and don't try to move me, no
G Bm A
No need for Rowlands to wake up the dormant
A Em
The seasons are coming around
[Instrumental]
Em B7 x4
[Verse 1: Francesca Belmonte & Tricky]
G Bm
Stills in your pocket, see inside light
Em
What do you want me to do?
G Em
I don't know my name, and I don't care for friends
How can I take care of you?
G Bm
The stars left, the morning came
A Em
You know I'm just a good time girl
G Bm
Leaving you lonely, I don't care at all
A Em
No, I can't be good for you
G Em
I become weary, you won't get to know me
But what you receive will be pure
G Em
I gave you small doses 'cause my heart's been wasted
A Em
And I can't belong anymore
G Bm
It's closing time, and the aftermath
A Em
His heartache's been coming on slow
G Bm
Warm and he's curling, our lips are enfolding
A Em
Gold on my chest as he falls
[Instrumental]
Em B7 x4
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