Biografía:
Loudon Snowden Wainwright III (nacido el 5 de septiembre de 1946) es un cantante de música folk, humorista y actor estadounidense. Es el padre de los músicos Rufus Wainwright y Martha Wainwright y el ex marido de la cantante de folk Kate McGarrigle. Su hermana Sloan Wainwright también es cantante.
Sitio oficial: http://www.lwiii.com/
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Otras canciones:
- Daughter
- Dead Shunk In The Middle Of The Road
- Dead Skunk In The Middle Of The Road
- Drinking Song
- Got A Ukulele
- Hard Day On The Planet
- Tip That Waitress
- When You Leave
- A Year
- Black Uncle Remus
- Cardboard Boxes
- Dead Man
- Dilated To Meet You
- Donations
- Dreaming
- Four Mirrors
- Ghost Blues
- Glad To See Youve Got Your Religion
- Good Ship Venus
- Grey In La
- Grown Man
- Harlan County
- Heaven
- High Wide Handsome
- Hollywood Hopeful
- Homeless
- Human Cannonball
- I Had A Dream
- I Know Im Unhappy
- I Suppose
- Im Alright
- In C
- Iwiwal
- Love And I Hate It
- Lullaby
- Man And Dog
- Men
- Motel Blues
- Muse Blues
- New Paint
- One Man Guy
- Over The Hill
- Pretty Good Day
- Primrose Hill
- Prince Hals Dirge
- Reciprocity
- Road Ode
- School Days
- So Damn Happy
- Sometimes I Forget
- Strange Weirdos
- Strange Wierdos
- Suddenly Its Christmas
- Surviving Twin
- Swimming Song
- The Days That We Die
- The Picture
- The Shit Song
- Therapy
- Turkish Revelry
- Unfriendly Skies
- Unhappy Anniversary
- Unrequited To The Nth Degree
- Valley Morning
- What Gives
- White Winos
- You Cant Fail Me Now
- Your Mother And I
¡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!
This is what I came up with after hearing this song on the end of the
Knocked up DVD. (Best part of the whole film... lol)
It is in the right key cos I played along to it once I had it figured out.
Play it mostly up on the 6th and 8th frets, that way you can go
down to F at the first fret where he sings about the house smelling
like a wet dog. Have fun
Grey in L.A
A# F D# A#
When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
D# A# F
Cause there's way too much sunshine round here
A# F D# A#
I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies
D# F A#
Wherever they always appear
A# F D# A#
And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down
D# A# F
On my carport roof made out of tin
A# F D# A#
If there's a flood then there's gonna be mudslides
D# F A#
We all have to pay for our sin
D# A# D# A#
And I suppose that they'll close canyon roads
D# A# F
And the freeways will all start to clog
D# A# D# A#
And the waters will rise and you won't be surprised
D# A# F
When your whole house smells like your wet dog
A# F D# A#
When it's grey in L.A. it's much better that way
D# A# F
It reminds you that this town's so cruel
A# F D# A#
Yeah it might feel like fun when you're sportin' sunglasses
D# F A#
But really you're just one more fool
A# F D# A#
I'm just a chump this whole town's a dump
D# A# F
We came out here to dump all our dreams
A# F D# A#
Of making it big but we're stuck in a sig alert nightmare
D# F A#
That's just how it seems
D# A# D# A#
And I suppose Laurie David sure knows
D# A# F
All those cars we drive heat up our earth
D# A# D# A#
And sea temperatures rise and those constant blue skies
D# A# F
And brush fires can sure curb your mirth
A# F D# A#
Brad Grey's in L.A. yeah OK I should stay here
D# A# F
There's no place that's better i know
A# F D# A#
For a wannabe star stuck in a car
D# F A#
On a freeway with nowhere to go
Repeat 1st verse
Knocked up DVD. (Best part of the whole film... lol)
It is in the right key cos I played along to it once I had it figured out.
Play it mostly up on the 6th and 8th frets, that way you can go
down to F at the first fret where he sings about the house smelling
like a wet dog. Have fun
Grey in L.A
A# F D# A#
When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
D# A# F
Cause there's way too much sunshine round here
A# F D# A#
I don't know about you I get so sick of blue skies
D# F A#
Wherever they always appear
A# F D# A#
And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down
D# A# F
On my carport roof made out of tin
A# F D# A#
If there's a flood then there's gonna be mudslides
D# F A#
We all have to pay for our sin
D# A# D# A#
And I suppose that they'll close canyon roads
D# A# F
And the freeways will all start to clog
D# A# D# A#
And the waters will rise and you won't be surprised
D# A# F
When your whole house smells like your wet dog
A# F D# A#
When it's grey in L.A. it's much better that way
D# A# F
It reminds you that this town's so cruel
A# F D# A#
Yeah it might feel like fun when you're sportin' sunglasses
D# F A#
But really you're just one more fool
A# F D# A#
I'm just a chump this whole town's a dump
D# A# F
We came out here to dump all our dreams
A# F D# A#
Of making it big but we're stuck in a sig alert nightmare
D# F A#
That's just how it seems
D# A# D# A#
And I suppose Laurie David sure knows
D# A# F
All those cars we drive heat up our earth
D# A# D# A#
And sea temperatures rise and those constant blue skies
D# A# F
And brush fires can sure curb your mirth
A# F D# A#
Brad Grey's in L.A. yeah OK I should stay here
D# A# F
There's no place that's better i know
A# F D# A#
For a wannabe star stuck in a car
D# F A#
On a freeway with nowhere to go
Repeat 1st verse
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