Biografía:
Banda Anglo - sueca formada en el verano del 2002 liderada por Johnny Borrell (cantante y guitarra), pero su primer disco "Up all night" apareció en el 2004, llegando a la posición número 3 en el UK album charts. Este albúm es reconocido ahora como uno de los álbumes preeminentes de 2004.
Razorlight lanzó su segundo álbum llamado "Razorlight" el 17 de julio de 2006 en el Reino Unido, alcanzando el número 1 en las listas británicas la semana siguiente.
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Otras canciones:
- America
- Don't Go Back To Dalston
- Fall To Pieces
- Golden Touch
- Hostage Of Love
- Somewhere Else
- Wire To Wire
- 60 Thompson
- Back To The Start
- Before I Fall To Pieces
- Burberry Blue Eyes Acoustic
- Carry Yourself
- Dalston
- Dont Go Back To Dalston
- Fairytale Of New York
- Fairytale Of Newyork
- Fall Fall Fall
- Funeral Blues
- Hey Ya
- Hold On
- I Cant Stop This Feeling Ive Got
- In The City
- In The Morning
- Japanrock
- Kirbys House
- Los Angeles Waltz
- Monster Boots
- North London Trash
- Olympus Sleeping
- Sorry
- Stinger
- Stop
- Stumble And Fall
- The House
- Up All Night
- Who Needs Love
- You And The Rest
¡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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SONG NAME - Band Name
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Tuning: standard
C= x32010 / x35553
F= 133211
Dm= xx0231 / x57765
G= 320033 / 355433
C F
There’s a full moon over this ancient town
Dm G
A clock faced the colour of the sky
C F
And every street that we walk down
Dm G
Belongs to the house, where my father died
Where prisoners march in luck step with each other
Reavers test the limit of their reign
Dragging their dead weight from the other
While I claim my place, centre stage
I’ve been thrown by the thrashing of his going
Chained to his unseen stride
I’ve walked in luck step without knowing
My indifference, my only disguise
Now it comes through me like an injection
Anonymous pain throbbing reel inside
And every pulse in my body
Belongs to the house, where my father died
Won’t catch his spirit in a candle
On alive finished guttering glow
And death comes through these streets like a scandal
Bent up and beaten, oh bitter body blow
And in bars and shaded back rooms
Those who can’t cope just get high
But every place this drink takes me to
Belongs to the house, where my father died
And there’s a full moon over this ancient town
Head lights numb the banner of the sky
Rain rages the steadings and the open ground
I’m a child fighting shadows with tears in my eyes
And the valley cannons and thunder
Trees blow beneath the bruising of the sky
Like centuries shield the lake from my wonder
And I’m as helpless as a child hiding from life
And the face from my mind is fading
I could old wounds for the very first time
Tonight there’s going to be a reckoning
I’m entering the house, where my father die
SONG NAME - Band Name
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tuning: standard
C= x32010 / x35553
F= 133211
Dm= xx0231 / x57765
G= 320033 / 355433
C F
There’s a full moon over this ancient town
Dm G
A clock faced the colour of the sky
C F
And every street that we walk down
Dm G
Belongs to the house, where my father died
Where prisoners march in luck step with each other
Reavers test the limit of their reign
Dragging their dead weight from the other
While I claim my place, centre stage
I’ve been thrown by the thrashing of his going
Chained to his unseen stride
I’ve walked in luck step without knowing
My indifference, my only disguise
Now it comes through me like an injection
Anonymous pain throbbing reel inside
And every pulse in my body
Belongs to the house, where my father died
Won’t catch his spirit in a candle
On alive finished guttering glow
And death comes through these streets like a scandal
Bent up and beaten, oh bitter body blow
And in bars and shaded back rooms
Those who can’t cope just get high
But every place this drink takes me to
Belongs to the house, where my father died
And there’s a full moon over this ancient town
Head lights numb the banner of the sky
Rain rages the steadings and the open ground
I’m a child fighting shadows with tears in my eyes
And the valley cannons and thunder
Trees blow beneath the bruising of the sky
Like centuries shield the lake from my wonder
And I’m as helpless as a child hiding from life
And the face from my mind is fading
I could old wounds for the very first time
Tonight there’s going to be a reckoning
I’m entering the house, where my father die
Real Friends
Real Madrid
Real Mckenzies
Reamonn
Reba Mcentire