Biografía:
Banda norteamericana de los 90's. Su música parece reflejo de un ánimo decaído pero también de uno sereno y leve, suave y a veces agresivo. La voz de Mark Kozelek, así como su guitarra con la fuerza de la banda restante, ofrecen un ambiente lleno de oscilaciones y pendientes. Su música da perfecta cuenta del underground de la decada pasada.
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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!
Tabbed by: willianrm
A#7+ (x,1,3,2,3,1)
Eb7+ (x,6,8,7,8,6)
F A#7+ F A#7+
Michael, where are you now? x2
C A#7+
Somehow in my excitement the last time you called,
C A#7+
It slipped again to ask your hidden whereabouts
C A#7+
I got a lead from your old triple ex-girlfriend, she said
C
"I heard he lost his mind again"
A#7+ F A#7+
"Again?" I said, I didn't know that you ever did
F A#7+ F A#7+
Michael, where are you now?
Sleeping through the morning in flannel impaired
Getting high in southern air
Shoeless, sandy eveing down the unfamiliar
Last whiff of salt-water freedom
Skipping shells in the dead zone
F A# G#
With the ghost on your side
F A# G#
Of the state borderline
Eb7+
Whispering
F A# G# Eb7+ (x2)
"Take it."
Do you remember our first subway ride?
Our first heavy metal haircuts?
Our last swim on the east coast?
And me with my ridiculous looking pierced nose?
I remember your warm smile in the sun
The daydreaming boy without a shirt on
The Birmingham barfly father
Left the mother of three sons
You're the oldest juvenile delinquent bum
My best friend
A#7+ (x,1,3,2,3,1)
Eb7+ (x,6,8,7,8,6)
F A#7+ F A#7+
Michael, where are you now? x2
C A#7+
Somehow in my excitement the last time you called,
C A#7+
It slipped again to ask your hidden whereabouts
C A#7+
I got a lead from your old triple ex-girlfriend, she said
C
"I heard he lost his mind again"
A#7+ F A#7+
"Again?" I said, I didn't know that you ever did
F A#7+ F A#7+
Michael, where are you now?
Sleeping through the morning in flannel impaired
Getting high in southern air
Shoeless, sandy eveing down the unfamiliar
Last whiff of salt-water freedom
Skipping shells in the dead zone
F A# G#
With the ghost on your side
F A# G#
Of the state borderline
Eb7+
Whispering
F A# G# Eb7+ (x2)
"Take it."
Do you remember our first subway ride?
Our first heavy metal haircuts?
Our last swim on the east coast?
And me with my ridiculous looking pierced nose?
I remember your warm smile in the sun
The daydreaming boy without a shirt on
The Birmingham barfly father
Left the mother of three sons
You're the oldest juvenile delinquent bum
My best friend
Red Light Compan (...)
Red Line Chemist (...)
Red Lipstick Let (...)
Red Lorry Yellow (...)
Red Marlow