Biografía:
The Rifles es una banda de indie Rock'n'Roll inglés originaria de Londres. Su estilo podríamos definirlo como indie-alternative-rock.
Su música se encuentra cimentada en el rock con sonidos potentes y constantes de guitarra eléctrica. Sus melódica es variada, atractiva, y acelerada, haciendo de muchas canciones, temas muy dinámicos y heterogéneos. Su estilo indie se debe a un sonido que no abusa del típico sonido del rock clásico, a la innovadora composición de las canciones, y a la particular voz del vocalista.
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Otras canciones:
- Peace And Quiet
- Repeated Offender
- Robin Hood
- A Love To Die For
- All I Need
- Big Big Life
- Catch Her In The Rye
- Coming Home
- Cry Baby
- Dreamer
- Eclectic Eccentric
- Eveline
- For The Meantime
- Go Lucky
- Grest Escape
- Heavy Weather
- Heebie Jeebies
- History
- I Could Never Lie
- Lazy Bones
- Local Boy
- Long Walk Back
- Lost In London
- Narrow Minded Social Club
- No Love Lost
- Nothing Matters
- One Night Stand
- Out In The Past
- Rainy Monday
- Rat Race
- Rock The Boat
- Romeo And Julie
- Shes Got Standards
- Shes The Only One Acoustic
- Sometimes
- Spend A Lifetime
- Spend Lifetime
- Tangled Up In Love
- The General
- The Great Escape
- The Hardest Place To Find Me
- Toerag
- Turtle Dove
- Under And Over
- Victoria
- Wall Around Your Heart
- When Im Alone
- You Win Some
- Young For A Day
¡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]
Am Em
Am Em
[Verse]
Am
When he was younger he could rumble like a hurricane
And leave you lying with a hunger for some novocaine
Em
Hit the switch on the lights in a heartbeat
Just like your worst nightmare with a mean streak
Am
But all the talent and the money's only gonna breed
Every Queen every King you're ever gonna need
Em
And they'll be nothing of the man and the legacy
D
By the time that they get through
[Chorus]
C Em
Every time you close your eyes you see your memory
'Boy you dream a lot'
C G F
Cause you're really not that man you used to be
[Verse]
Am
When he was younger he could rumble like a hurricane
Em
But now he stands out like a puddle in the pouring rain
Am
Trying hard to chase an ever-fading memory
Em
Before the days of grace are never gonna be
Am
So gather round and buy a ticket for the funeral
Em
Bring your camera and flowers for the general
Am D
Sit around and reminise about the glory days
[Chorus]
C Em
Every time you close your eyes you see your memory
'Boy you dream a lot'
C G F
Cause you're really not that man you used to be
C Em
Every time you close your eyes you see your memory
'Boy you dream a lot'
C G F
Cause you're really not that man that people see
[Outro]
C Em C G F
Am Em
Am Em
[Verse]
Am
When he was younger he could rumble like a hurricane
And leave you lying with a hunger for some novocaine
Em
Hit the switch on the lights in a heartbeat
Just like your worst nightmare with a mean streak
Am
But all the talent and the money's only gonna breed
Every Queen every King you're ever gonna need
Em
And they'll be nothing of the man and the legacy
D
By the time that they get through
[Chorus]
C Em
Every time you close your eyes you see your memory
'Boy you dream a lot'
C G F
Cause you're really not that man you used to be
[Verse]
Am
When he was younger he could rumble like a hurricane
Em
But now he stands out like a puddle in the pouring rain
Am
Trying hard to chase an ever-fading memory
Em
Before the days of grace are never gonna be
Am
So gather round and buy a ticket for the funeral
Em
Bring your camera and flowers for the general
Am D
Sit around and reminise about the glory days
[Chorus]
C Em
Every time you close your eyes you see your memory
'Boy you dream a lot'
C G F
Cause you're really not that man you used to be
C Em
Every time you close your eyes you see your memory
'Boy you dream a lot'
C G F
Cause you're really not that man that people see
[Outro]
C Em C G F
The Rootless
The Roots
The Rose
The Rosebuds
The Rosenbergs