Biografía:
John Cooper Clarke (Salford, 25 de janeiro de 1949) é um poeta performático inglês. É classificado com frequência como um poeta punk, havendo logrado reconhecimento no final dos anos 1970's, durante o florescimento do movimento punk. É um poeta bastante famoso na Inglaterra, e "Ten Years In An Open-Necked Shirt" continua a ser sua obra mais popular e bem sucedida.Fez uma aparição no filme "Control - A Vida de Ian Curtis".
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¡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!
From the album Zip Style Method, later covered by the Field Mice on their original demo
tape. Posting purely for its niceness and simplicity.
Intro
C/F/C/G
C Cmaj7
One kiss became a weapon.
G
I don't want to bleed in vain.
F Fmaj7
Clouds collide in the heavens,
C G
I surrender. To the rain.
C Cmaj7
The death bells that also rang,
G
like madness... from above.
F Fmaj7 C Cmaj7
I'm going... out with a bang,
G C
and a heart... disease called love.
and repeat.
Ninety-nine, below zero,
would seem like fever now.
You know me... no hero,
don't even ask me how.
I'm down in the deep deep freeze,
what was I thinking of...
In the painful breeze,
by the frozen trees,
with a heart disease called love.
After dinner. Mints. A new lover,
and the coffee's so bitter and black.
Your fingerprints... they cover,
this knife sticking out of my back.
You overlooked... the fine details.
You should've worn your gloves.
I've got a girl in jail, and a house for sale,
and a heart disease called love.
http://www.johncooperclarke.com/
tape. Posting purely for its niceness and simplicity.
Intro
C/F/C/G
C Cmaj7
One kiss became a weapon.
G
I don't want to bleed in vain.
F Fmaj7
Clouds collide in the heavens,
C G
I surrender. To the rain.
C Cmaj7
The death bells that also rang,
G
like madness... from above.
F Fmaj7 C Cmaj7
I'm going... out with a bang,
G C
and a heart... disease called love.
and repeat.
Ninety-nine, below zero,
would seem like fever now.
You know me... no hero,
don't even ask me how.
I'm down in the deep deep freeze,
what was I thinking of...
In the painful breeze,
by the frozen trees,
with a heart disease called love.
After dinner. Mints. A new lover,
and the coffee's so bitter and black.
Your fingerprints... they cover,
this knife sticking out of my back.
You overlooked... the fine details.
You should've worn your gloves.
I've got a girl in jail, and a house for sale,
and a heart disease called love.
http://www.johncooperclarke.com/
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