Biografía:
Mojave 3 es el grupo que nace de la defunción de Slowdive, banda shoegazer de culto que dejó tres discos y varios ep's fantásticos como legado. Neil Halstead y Rachel Goswell, voces y alma de aquel grupo, fundaron Mojave 3 y giraron hacia un pop americanizado, tranquilo y susurrado con su primer y no superado álbum "Ask Me Tomorrow" de 1995. Su música encontró equilibrio entre el pop ensoñador y el country folk que bebía del Neil Young más tranquilo.
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Otras canciones:
- After All
- All I Want
- Always Right
- Any Day Will Be Fine
- Battle Of The Broken Hearts
- Between The Bars
- Bringin Me Home
- Ghost Ship Waiting
- Got My Sunshine
- In Love With A View
- Krazy Koz
- Love Songs On The Radio
- Mercy
- Most Days
- My Life In Art
- Prayer For The Paranoid
- Return To Sender
- Sarah
- She Broke You So Softly
- Shes All Up Above
- Some Kinda Angel
- Starlight No 1
- This Road Im Travelling
- Tomorrows Taken
- When Youre Driftin
- Who Do You Love
- Youre Beautiful
¡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!
[C]You say you got no problem,
[Em]Being where you are,
You don’t [F]want to understand, any[C]way.
Cause everybody tells ya,
[Em]When you’re right or wrong,
And they just[F] want to have the right to dis[C]agree.
[Am]Cause sometimes you [Em]feel so fine, yeah
And [F]sometimes you [C]fall,
[Am]Tomorrow’s always [Em]find you,
[F]Digging for the [C]bones,
I [Am]thought you had the [Em]answer,
For[F] always being [C]right.
You [Am]always see it [Em]coming,
But you [F]never ever [C]fight,
You [F]don’t know how to fight.
There’s a [C]cold wind blowing,
[Em]On a silvery morning,
And the [F]air feels fine upon your[C] face.
And you walk cause your lonely,
And you [Em]wish you had a job,
Someone [F]else who understood the [C]little things.
[Am]Cause sometimes you [Em]feel so fine, yeah
And [F]sometimes you [C]fall,
To[Am]morrow’s always [Em]finds you,
[F]Staring at the [C]wall.
I [Am]thought you had the [Em]answer,
For [F]always being [C]right.
You [Am]always see it [Em]coming,
But you [F]never ever [C]fight,
No, you [F]don’t know how to fight.
And you [C]turn on the T.V.
And you [Em]reach for the phone,
Because [F]someone read the news to you all [C]wrong.
And you say that you’ve discovered,
A [Em]world that won’t recover,
And [F]sometimes it’s so hard to dis[C]agree.
To[Am]morrow’s always [Em]finds you,
[F]Staring at the [C]wall.
You[Am] thought you had the [Em]answer,
For [F]always being [C]right.
You [Am]always see it [Em]coming,
But you [F]don’t know how to [C]fight,
No, you [F]don’t know how to fight.
© 4AD, Written by Neil Halstead
Transcribed by Shane Hendersson & Henrik
[Em]Being where you are,
You don’t [F]want to understand, any[C]way.
Cause everybody tells ya,
[Em]When you’re right or wrong,
And they just[F] want to have the right to dis[C]agree.
[Am]Cause sometimes you [Em]feel so fine, yeah
And [F]sometimes you [C]fall,
[Am]Tomorrow’s always [Em]find you,
[F]Digging for the [C]bones,
I [Am]thought you had the [Em]answer,
For[F] always being [C]right.
You [Am]always see it [Em]coming,
But you [F]never ever [C]fight,
You [F]don’t know how to fight.
There’s a [C]cold wind blowing,
[Em]On a silvery morning,
And the [F]air feels fine upon your[C] face.
And you walk cause your lonely,
And you [Em]wish you had a job,
Someone [F]else who understood the [C]little things.
[Am]Cause sometimes you [Em]feel so fine, yeah
And [F]sometimes you [C]fall,
To[Am]morrow’s always [Em]finds you,
[F]Staring at the [C]wall.
I [Am]thought you had the [Em]answer,
For [F]always being [C]right.
You [Am]always see it [Em]coming,
But you [F]never ever [C]fight,
No, you [F]don’t know how to fight.
And you [C]turn on the T.V.
And you [Em]reach for the phone,
Because [F]someone read the news to you all [C]wrong.
And you say that you’ve discovered,
A [Em]world that won’t recover,
And [F]sometimes it’s so hard to dis[C]agree.
To[Am]morrow’s always [Em]finds you,
[F]Staring at the [C]wall.
You[Am] thought you had the [Em]answer,
For [F]always being [C]right.
You [Am]always see it [Em]coming,
But you [F]don’t know how to [C]fight,
No, you [F]don’t know how to fight.
© 4AD, Written by Neil Halstead
Transcribed by Shane Hendersson & Henrik
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