Biografía:
Polly Jean Harvey nació el 9 de octubre de 1969 en Yeovil, Somerset, Inglaterra y es una cantautora inglesa reconocida en el mundo artístico como PJ Harvey .
En la explosión de bandas de rock alternativas a principio de la década de los 90, existieron muchas figuras femeninas, cantantes y compositoras, que tomaron gran notoriedad. Entre ellas se encontraba PJ (Polly Jean) Harvey, con su rock crudo, directo y visceral. Con sus primeros álbumes demostró ser una de las más influyentes compositoras de canciones de la década noventera
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Otras canciones:
- Dress
- To Bring You My Love
- 66 Promises
- A Dog Called Money
- A Line In The Sand
- A Place Called Home
- All And Everyone
- An Acre Of Land
- Angelene
- Ballad Of The Soldiers Wife
- Bitter Branches
- Chain Of Keys
- Cmon Billy
- Dance On The Mountain
- Darker Days Of Me And Him
- Dear Darkness
- Desperate Kingdom Of Love
- Dollar Dollar
- Down By The Water
- Driving
- Easy
- England
- Good Fortune
- Grow Grow Grow
- Hanging In The Wire
- Hardly Wait
- Hook
- I Can Hardly Wait
- Ill Be Waiting
- In The Dark Places
- Is This Desire
- Is This Love
- Joe
- Kamikaze
- Legs
- Let England Shake
- Long Snake Moan
- Man
- Medicinals
- Meet Ze Monsta
- Memphis
- Missed
- Near The Memorials To Vietnam And Lincoln
- No Child Of Mine
- O Stella
- Oh My Lover
- On Battleship Hill
- Plants And Rags
- Reeling
- Rid Of Me
- River Anacostia
- Rub Til It Bleeds
- Send His Love To Me
- Shame
- Sheela
- Sheila
- Silence
- Sixteen Fifteen Fourteen
- That Was My Veil
- The Camp
- The Colour Of The Earth
- The Community Of Hope
- The Dancer
- The Devil
- The Falling
- The Glorious Land
- The Hope Six Demolition Project
- The Last Living Rose
- The Ministry Of Defence
- The Ministry Of Social Affairs
- The Mountain
- The Orange Monkey
- The Piano
- The Slow Drug
- The Soldier
- The Wheel
- The Whores Hustle And The Hustlers Whore
- The Words That Maketh Murder
- There Will Never Be A Better Time
- This Is Love
- This Mess Were In
- Victory
- We Float
- White Chalk
- Written On The Forehead
- You Said Something
- Yuri
¡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!
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I've seen and done things I want to forget;
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I've seen soldiers fall like lumps of meat,
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Blown and shot out beyond belief.
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Arms and legs were in the trees.
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I've seen and done things I want to forget;
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coming from an unearthly place,
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Longing to see a woman's face,
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Instead of the words that gather pace,
Em
The words that maketh murder.
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These, these, these are the words-
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The words that maketh murder.
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These, these, these are the words-
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The words that maketh murder.
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These, these, these are the words-
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Murder...
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These, these, these are the words-
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The words that maketh murder.
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I've seen and done things I want to forget;
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I've seen a corporal whose nerves were shot
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Climbing behind the fierce, gone sun,
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I've seen flies swarming everyone,
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Soldiers fell like lumps of meat.
Em
These are the words, the words are these.
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death lingering, stunk,
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Flies swarming everyone,
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Over the whole summit peak,
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Flesh quivering in the heat.
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This was something else again.
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I fear it cannot be explained.
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The words that make, the words that make
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Murder.
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What if I take my problem to the United Nations?
I've seen and done things I want to forget;
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I've seen soldiers fall like lumps of meat,
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Blown and shot out beyond belief.
Em A G F#m Em
Arms and legs were in the trees.
Em A G F#m Em
I've seen and done things I want to forget;
Em A G F#m Em
coming from an unearthly place,
Em A G F#m Em
Longing to see a woman's face,
Em A G F#m Em
Instead of the words that gather pace,
Em
The words that maketh murder.
G Gm
These, these, these are the words-
Dm Cm
The words that maketh murder.
G Gm
These, these, these are the words-
Dm Cm
The words that maketh murder.
G Gm
These, these, these are the words-
Gm
Murder...
Em
These, these, these are the words-
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The words that maketh murder.
Em A G F#m Em
I've seen and done things I want to forget;
Em A G F#m Em
I've seen a corporal whose nerves were shot
Em A G F#m Em
Climbing behind the fierce, gone sun,
Em A G F#m Em
I've seen flies swarming everyone,
Em A G F#m Em
Soldiers fell like lumps of meat.
Em
These are the words, the words are these.
G Gm
death lingering, stunk,
Dm Cm
Flies swarming everyone,
G Gm
Over the whole summit peak,
Dm Cm
Flesh quivering in the heat.
G Gm
This was something else again.
Dm Cm
I fear it cannot be explained.
G Gm
The words that make, the words that make
Gm Dm Cm
Murder.
Bb Gm Dm Cm
What if I take my problem to the United Nations?
Planetario
Planetshakers
Plankeye
Plastic Bertrand
Plastiko