Biografía:
Steven Paul Smith (6 de agosto de 1969 – 21 de octubre de 2003), mejor conocido como Elliott Smith, fue un cantautor estadounidense de folk. Su instrumento primario fue la guitarra acústica, acompañada en otras canciones por bajo, batería y piano entre otros. Su voz era como un susurro, que en muchas canciones tenía un extraño efecto de doble voz. Vivió casi toda su vida en Portland, Oregon (Estados Unidos).
Antes de empezar su carrera en solitario, tocaba en la banda de rock Heatmiser, con la que llegó a sacar varios discos.
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Otras canciones:
- 2:45 A.m.
- Alameda
- All Cleaned Out
- Angeles
- Baby Britain
- Ballad Of Big Nothing
- Between The Bars
- Big Problem
- Coast To Coast
- Division Day
- First Timer
- Happiness
- I Figured You Out
- King's Crossing
- Kings Crossing
- La
- Memory Lane
- Miss Misery
- Needle In The Hay
- No Name 3
- Oh Well, Ok
- Pretty Ugly Before
- Rose Parade
- Say Yes
- Shake Sugaree
- She Won't Ever Look At Me
- Some Song
- Somebody That I Used To Know
- Son Of Sam
- Speed Trials
- The Biggest Lie
- Thirteen (cover)
- Twilight
- Waltz #2
- Whatever Folk Song In C
- Wouldn't Mama Be Proud
- You Make It Seem Like Nothing
- Pitseleh
- 2 45 Am
- A Distorted Reality Is Now A Necessity To Be Free
- A Fond Farewell
- A Question Mark
- Alphabet Town
- Amity
- Another Standard Folk Song
- Big Decision
- Bled White
- Bottle Up And Explode
- Cant Make A Sound
- Cecilia Amanda
- Christian Brothers
- Coming Up Roses
- Condor Ave
- Confusion
- Dancing On The Highway
- Drive All Over Town
- Easy Way Out
- Either Or
- Everybody Cares Everybody Understands
- Everything Means Nothing To Me
- Everything Reminds Me Of Her
- Fear City
- Flowers For Charlie
- Fond Farewell
- From A Poison Well
- Golden Street
- Grand Mal
- Half Right
- Have You Seen Her
- High Times
- I Better Be Quiet Now
- I Cant Answer You Anymore
- I Didnt Understand
- Im Gonna Get Crushed
- In The Lost And Found
- Independence Day
- Jealous Guy
- Junk Bond Trader
- Last Call
- Lets Get Lost
- Like A Cop
- Looking Over My Shoulder
- New Monkey
- No Confidence Man
- No Name 1
- No Name 2
- No Name 4
- No Name 5
- Oh Well Okay
- Passing Feeling
- Pictures Of Me
- Placeholder
- Plainclothes Man
- Pretty Mary K
- Punch And Judy
- Roman Candle
- Satellite
- See You Later
- She Wont Ever Look At Me
- Shiva Opens Her Arms
- Shooting Star
- Shooting Xstar
- Shytown
- Single File
- Splitzville
- St Ides Heaven
- Stickman
- Strung Out Again
- Stupidity Tries
- Sweet Adeline
- Talking To Mary
- The Real Estate
- The White Lady Loves You More
- Trouble
- Troubles
- True Love
- Unlucky Charm Come Out Now
- Waltz 1
- Waltz 2 Xo
- Waterloo Sunset
- Were All Friends Now
- Where I Get It From
- Wouldnt Mama Be Proud
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
like a cop
A7 x02020
Eb/G 3x1x43 or 3x0343
riff 1
E-----------------3-3-3-3-3---3-3---3-3-3-3-3-3-3-----3-3-3-3-3-3-3-------3-3-3-3--|
B--------------------------3----------------3-3-3----------------------------------|
G----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D--0-----0-----0-------0-1---0---0-------0-1-----0-0-------0-1-3-0-0-0---------0--3|
A--1s2---1s2---1s2-2-3-------1---1s2-2-3-----------1s2-2-3-----------1s2---2-3----3|
E--2s3---2s3---2s3---------------2s3---------------2s3---------------2s3----------1|
riff 2
e------------------------2-2|
B-----------------3---3--3-3|
G----0------------2---2--2-2|
D--2--0---------------------|
A-------3--2-0--------------|
E--------------4-3---2------|
riff 1
i'm the kind of guy that likes to talk
i'm the kind of guy hates to be frozen out
i can't stand it when i get this way
total mental shutdown
riff 2 A7 C
& i choke up like a chump
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7 C
words in my throat just become a senseless lump
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7
my heart's not in it 'cause it's just a pump
riff 1
body lying out on the pavement
eyes out of focus on the dirty street
standing right here is the person
i've been waiting for months to meet
riff 2 A7 C
& i just drop my eyes down like two rocks
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7 C
i hear my name, my circulation stops
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7
i peer up at her like i'm looking at a cop
riff 1
riff 1
i'm the kind of dog that likes to sit in your lap
i back away, about an inch tall
that's my special situation
riff 2 A7 C
now if i think about her at all i become a raw nerve
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7 C
whole throat gets dry & vision blurred
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7 C
thoughts in my head fall down like dead birds
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7
i don't know what kind if any purpose i might serve
C /B /A Eb/G D/F# A7 C /B /A Eb/G D/F# A7
A7 x02020
Eb/G 3x1x43 or 3x0343
riff 1
E-----------------3-3-3-3-3---3-3---3-3-3-3-3-3-3-----3-3-3-3-3-3-3-------3-3-3-3--|
B--------------------------3----------------3-3-3----------------------------------|
G----------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D--0-----0-----0-------0-1---0---0-------0-1-----0-0-------0-1-3-0-0-0---------0--3|
A--1s2---1s2---1s2-2-3-------1---1s2-2-3-----------1s2-2-3-----------1s2---2-3----3|
E--2s3---2s3---2s3---------------2s3---------------2s3---------------2s3----------1|
riff 2
e------------------------2-2|
B-----------------3---3--3-3|
G----0------------2---2--2-2|
D--2--0---------------------|
A-------3--2-0--------------|
E--------------4-3---2------|
riff 1
i'm the kind of guy that likes to talk
i'm the kind of guy hates to be frozen out
i can't stand it when i get this way
total mental shutdown
riff 2 A7 C
& i choke up like a chump
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7 C
words in my throat just become a senseless lump
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7
my heart's not in it 'cause it's just a pump
riff 1
body lying out on the pavement
eyes out of focus on the dirty street
standing right here is the person
i've been waiting for months to meet
riff 2 A7 C
& i just drop my eyes down like two rocks
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7 C
i hear my name, my circulation stops
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7
i peer up at her like i'm looking at a cop
riff 1
riff 1
i'm the kind of dog that likes to sit in your lap
i back away, about an inch tall
that's my special situation
riff 2 A7 C
now if i think about her at all i become a raw nerve
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7 C
whole throat gets dry & vision blurred
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7 C
thoughts in my head fall down like dead birds
/B /A Eb/G D/F# A7
i don't know what kind if any purpose i might serve
C /B /A Eb/G D/F# A7 C /B /A Eb/G D/F# A7
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