Biografía:
De las islas británicas vienen The Crookes. Su nombre proviene de un suburbio, poco conocido, de la ciudad de Sheffield. Este cuarteto de adolescentes han absorbido las influencias de los grupos de britpop con los que han crecido, echando la mirada atrás hacia el pop de los años 50 .
Con un carácter claramente ingles, no solo en la voz, sino en la forma y manera de tocar los instrumentos empiezan fuertes con temas rock movidos y alegres con predominio de guitarras y batería que van perdiendo fuelle
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Otras canciones:
- Yes, Yes, We’re Magicians
- A Colliers Wife
- Afterglow
- American Girls
- Backstreet Lovers
- Bloodshot Days
- Bright Young Things
- Chandelier Girls
- Chorus Of Fools
- Chours Of Fools Acoustic
- City Of Lights
- Collecting Skies
- Dont Put Your Faith In Me
- Echolalia
- Godless Girl
- Hold Fast
- I Love You Bridge
- I Wanna Waste My Time On You
- Just Like Dreamers
- Maybe In The Dark
- More Blitz Than Ritz
- Mrs Porter
- Outsiders
- Sal Paradise
- Sofie
- Somewhere Over The Bus Stop
- Tell England
- The Cooler King
- Two Drifters
- When Youre Fragile
- Yes Yes Were Magicians
- Youth
¡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!
[Intro]
Em C Em G Em
[Verse 1]
G C Em
We met like strangers through a smoke screen.
G C Em
Downtown we danced a razor's edge.
G C Em Am
You fed the slot machines; an old routine on cold caffeine.
G C Em
Uptown he's standing on a ledge.
[Chorus]
D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
D C
I must be dreaming but you suit those plastic pearls
D C D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
[Solo]
G C G Em G D C
[Verse 2]
G C Em
And I felt dizzy on the cut through.
C Em
Four teddy boys in Battersea.
G C Em Am
You wore your old tattoo, that lipstick blue still sticks
G C Em
To you just as it did in '53.
[Chorus]
D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
D C
I must be dreaming but you suit those plastic pearls
D C D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
[Solo]
G C G Am C G
[Bridge]
G B C G
Oh, oh, oh, the whole world's just a show.
B C G
Hold fast and don't let go...
B C G
Oh, oh, oh, the whole world's just a show.
B C G
Hold fast and don't let go...
B C G
Oh, oh, oh, the whole world's just a show.
B C
Hold fast and don't let go...
[Solo]
G C Em
[Chorus]
D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
D C
I must be dreaming but you suit those plastic pearls
D C D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
[End]
G C G C G Em Am G Am C Am C Em G C
Em C Em G Em
[Verse 1]
G C Em
We met like strangers through a smoke screen.
G C Em
Downtown we danced a razor's edge.
G C Em Am
You fed the slot machines; an old routine on cold caffeine.
G C Em
Uptown he's standing on a ledge.
[Chorus]
D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
D C
I must be dreaming but you suit those plastic pearls
D C D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
[Solo]
G C G Em G D C
[Verse 2]
G C Em
And I felt dizzy on the cut through.
C Em
Four teddy boys in Battersea.
G C Em Am
You wore your old tattoo, that lipstick blue still sticks
G C Em
To you just as it did in '53.
[Chorus]
D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
D C
I must be dreaming but you suit those plastic pearls
D C D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
[Solo]
G C G Am C G
[Bridge]
G B C G
Oh, oh, oh, the whole world's just a show.
B C G
Hold fast and don't let go...
B C G
Oh, oh, oh, the whole world's just a show.
B C G
Hold fast and don't let go...
B C G
Oh, oh, oh, the whole world's just a show.
B C
Hold fast and don't let go...
[Solo]
G C Em
[Chorus]
D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
D C
I must be dreaming but you suit those plastic pearls
D C D C
My head is screaming "Oh, we're from another world"
[End]
G C G C G Em Am G Am C Am C Em G C
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