Biografía:
Jens Lekman es un músico sueco nacido en la ciudad portuaria de Goteborg y bautizado como the swedish crooner por su voz y estilo musical, que si bien dentro del medio de los crooners se consideraría bastante alternativo, no por eso deja de apegarse a sus bases.
Su música puede describirse como pop barroco; mucho uso de cuerdas y samples. Sus letras tratan temas primordialmente románticos pero con un toque especial y a veces con letras un tanto bizarras
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Otras canciones:
- An Argument With Myself
- Your Arms Around Me
- A Man Walks Into A Bar
- A Postcard To Nina
- And I Remember Every Kiss
- At The Dept Of Forgotten Songs
- Become Someone Elses
- Black Cab
- Erica America
- Evening Prayer
- Every Little Hair Knows Your Name
- Happy Birthday Dear Friend Lisa
- Hotwire The Ferris Wheel
- How Can I Tell Him
- How We Met The Long Version
- I Want A Pair Of Cowboy Boots
- Julie
- La Strada Nel Bosco
- Maple Leaves
- Pocketful Of Money
- Postcard 17
- Rocky Dennis Farewell Song To The Blind Girl
- Shirin
- Sipping On The Sweet Nectar
- The End Of The World Is Bigger Than Love
- The Opposite Of Hallelujah
- To Know Your Mission
- Waiting For Kirsten
- Wedding In Finistere
- When I Said I Wanted To Be Your Dog
- You Are The Light
¡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!
[Intro]
Am F Dm Em Am
[Verse]
F C
Erica America
Am F
Fremont street lies empty
A# Em Am F Em Dm
A cleaning vehicle drew a line across my camera’s lens
Em F Em Dm
I whispered our names—“Erica and Jens”
F C
Erica America
Am F
They demolished The Frontier Casino
A# Em Am F Em Dm
And the day after the air smelled like popcorn and ladies' perfume
Em F Em Dm
Sinatra had his shit figured out, I presume
[Chorus]
Am Em C Em
Erica America
F C
Erica America
Am F
Summer never ends here
A# Em Am F
I said to myself, as if that would make things better
A# Em Am F Em Dm
Summer is exhausting me with its exhaust fumes and empty promises
Em F Em Dm
And promises of no more empty promises
[Verse]
F C
Erica America
Am F
I wish I’d never met you
A# Em
Like I wish I’d never tasted wine
Am F Em Dm
Or tasted it from lips that weren’t mine
Em F Em Dm
Now every drop tastes more bitter all the time
[Sax solo]
Am F Dm Em Am
Am F Dm Em Am
[Chorus]
Am Em C Em
Erica America
F C
Erica America
Am F
I wish I’d never met you
A# Em
Like I wish I’d never tasted wine
Am F Em Dm
Or tasted it from lips that weren’t mine
Am F Dm Em Am
[Verse]
F C
Erica America
Am F
Fremont street lies empty
A# Em Am F Em Dm
A cleaning vehicle drew a line across my camera’s lens
Em F Em Dm
I whispered our names—“Erica and Jens”
F C
Erica America
Am F
They demolished The Frontier Casino
A# Em Am F Em Dm
And the day after the air smelled like popcorn and ladies' perfume
Em F Em Dm
Sinatra had his shit figured out, I presume
[Chorus]
Am Em C Em
Erica America
F C
Erica America
Am F
Summer never ends here
A# Em Am F
I said to myself, as if that would make things better
A# Em Am F Em Dm
Summer is exhausting me with its exhaust fumes and empty promises
Em F Em Dm
And promises of no more empty promises
[Verse]
F C
Erica America
Am F
I wish I’d never met you
A# Em
Like I wish I’d never tasted wine
Am F Em Dm
Or tasted it from lips that weren’t mine
Em F Em Dm
Now every drop tastes more bitter all the time
[Sax solo]
Am F Dm Em Am
Am F Dm Em Am
[Chorus]
Am Em C Em
Erica America
F C
Erica America
Am F
I wish I’d never met you
A# Em
Like I wish I’d never tasted wine
Am F Em Dm
Or tasted it from lips that weren’t mine
Jeremy Fisher
Jeremy Kay
Jeremy Messersmi (...)
Jeremy Passion
Jeremy Riddle