Biografía:
Grace Petrie (born 1987) is a British folk singer-songwriter and guitarist from Leicester, UK. She was hailed in The Guardian as “a powerful new songwriting voice” in 2011.
Petrie writes indie folk rock songs (a couple with an acoustic punk twist), plays the guitar and sings with a voice that has been described by listeners as similar to Laura Marling, Kate Nash. From the humble beginnings of small gigs in her hometown in 2006 and a home-recorded debut album
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Otras canciones:
- A Hell Of A Good Time Song For Richard Feynman
- Aeroplanes And Stars
- Black Tie
- Departures
- Farewell To Welfare
- God Save The Hungry
- I Do Not Have The Power To Cause A Flood
- Iago
- If Theres A Fire In Your Heart
- Inspector Morse
- Londons Burning
- Nobody Knows That Im A Fraud
- Northbound
- Overheard
- Pride
- Tell Me A Story
- The Heartbreak Handbook
- The Topshop Song
- They Shall Not Pass
- This House
- Whatevers Left
- Why Bob Dylan Sang
¡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!
Having written some out for myself and seeing a request for more Grace Petrie
here, I thought I'd put some up, so other's dont also have to spend time working
them out. Big love yeah. This is basically correct I think, but she adds a few
more changes in e.g. things like a (G C) or something, between the C and Am on the first line.
C G Am F x 2
C Am G C ( G C )
London's burning, London's burning, fetch the engines there's none left,
London's burning, there's no learning here, it's just mindless pointless theft
G F C
And call them home, secretary, call those children home,
Am G F C
the police budget cut a little too close to the bone,
Am G F C
And we will not tolerate behaviour of this violent sort,
G C
it's just not enough to cut one summer holiday short
G F C
I'm none the wiser to what went through people's heads,
Am G F C
as they donned their hoods and visors and tore london town to shreds,
Am G F C
and I'm called a sympathiser cos I have the cheek to ask,
F G
what makes girls and boys decide to burn their city in a mask?
Am G F C (C G Am G) x 2
what makes girls and boys decide to burn their city in a mask?
London's burning, london's burning, call the coppers there's none left,
London's burning, we're not for turning here, it's just thuggery and theft
And call them home......
I'm none the wiser....
and I'm called a sympathiser when I have the cheek to ask...
G C
And I guess britain was broken long before britain was broke,
G C
And I'm told there is no context to a city lane in smoke,
Am G F C
there is no politics to a youth devoid of empathy and hope,
G C
am I only the one getting the joke?
I'm none the wiser....
'citys'...
here, I thought I'd put some up, so other's dont also have to spend time working
them out. Big love yeah. This is basically correct I think, but she adds a few
more changes in e.g. things like a (G C) or something, between the C and Am on the first line.
C G Am F x 2
C Am G C ( G C )
London's burning, London's burning, fetch the engines there's none left,
London's burning, there's no learning here, it's just mindless pointless theft
G F C
And call them home, secretary, call those children home,
Am G F C
the police budget cut a little too close to the bone,
Am G F C
And we will not tolerate behaviour of this violent sort,
G C
it's just not enough to cut one summer holiday short
G F C
I'm none the wiser to what went through people's heads,
Am G F C
as they donned their hoods and visors and tore london town to shreds,
Am G F C
and I'm called a sympathiser cos I have the cheek to ask,
F G
what makes girls and boys decide to burn their city in a mask?
Am G F C (C G Am G) x 2
what makes girls and boys decide to burn their city in a mask?
London's burning, london's burning, call the coppers there's none left,
London's burning, we're not for turning here, it's just thuggery and theft
And call them home......
I'm none the wiser....
and I'm called a sympathiser when I have the cheek to ask...
G C
And I guess britain was broken long before britain was broke,
G C
And I'm told there is no context to a city lane in smoke,
Am G F C
there is no politics to a youth devoid of empathy and hope,
G C
am I only the one getting the joke?
I'm none the wiser....
'citys'...
Grace Stailey
Grace Tohm
Grace Uth
Grace Van der Wa (...)
Grace Vanderwall