Biografía:
Uniformes da Frota Espacial em frangalhos, guitarras polidas e poderosas letras de ficção científica só podem significar uma coisa - Warp 11, a maior banda de sci-fi rock das Américas.
Fundada pelo Capitão Karl Miller no início do Século XXI, Warp 11 redefiniu o gênero através de uma música extremamente original, toque poético inigualável e performaces ao vivo ultrajantes que equiparam-se a qualquer outra dita estrela do rock.
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Otras canciones:
- Betazoid Mind Fuck
- Boldly Go Down On Me
- Everything I Do I Do With William Shatner
- Give It Up For The Captain
- I Dont Want To Go To Heaven As Long As They Have Vulcans In Hell
- Its Dead Jim
- Jerk My Kirk
- Kill Klingons
- Montalban
- Old Country Doctor The Ballad Of Bones
- Rand
- She Make It So
- Song For People Who Never Watch Star Trek
- Sulu
- The Saddest Song Ever Written About Star Trek
- What Would William Shatner Do
- Yeah Brother
¡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!
ARTIST: Warp 11 –
SONG: Jerk My Kirk
Chords:
D = XX0232
A = X02220
E7 = 020100
G = 320033
Bsus2 = X24422
Intro: (open chords no distortion)
D—A—E7
Verse 1: (same as intro)
D A E7
Well, space is cold. It’s so fuckin’ lonely
And though I’m bold. I’m pretty fuckin’ homely
I got a heavy load. It’s fuckin’ overwhelming
And I may explode. This motherfucking ship I’m helming
Chorus 1:
G Bsus2 A
I had a rough day at work
And my back really hurts
The crew don’t take me seriously they just look at me and smirk
I’ll just go back to my quarters and jerk my Kirk
Verse 2:
D A E7
You pass me in the corridors
You never ever notice me lurking
I’m spending all my time alone
Nobody knows how hard I’m working it
I wanna take a voyage home
‘Cause right now I’m going berserk and
The places where my fantasies roam
Have got my blood burning
Chorus 2:
G Bsus2 A
I had a rough day at work
And my back really hurts
I’m gonna quit star fleet and be a motherfuckin’ file clerk
Or just go back to my quarters and jerk my Kirk
Verse 3: (distortion on, switch to bar chords and palm mute)
E-------B-------C-------B------- (x2)
E B C B
All by myself in my own private hell my quarters are a dungeon and my mind is a cell
Where I’m locked up tight alone every night losing the battle of a Pon farr fight
And I can’t get control I’m never ever done I can’t let go of my own number one
But I try, God I try! If I could just stop and re-supply
But I know I’m never gonna stop jerking my Kirk ‘til the day I drop
And I know nothing works I’m always gonna have to jerk my Kirk
::Repeat Chorus 2::
Outro: (repeat through end solo)
D A E7
I’m gonna jerk my Kirk! (he’s gonna jerk his Kirk)
End on slow down-strum of Bsus2
SONG: Jerk My Kirk
Chords:
D = XX0232
A = X02220
E7 = 020100
G = 320033
Bsus2 = X24422
Intro: (open chords no distortion)
D—A—E7
Verse 1: (same as intro)
D A E7
Well, space is cold. It’s so fuckin’ lonely
And though I’m bold. I’m pretty fuckin’ homely
I got a heavy load. It’s fuckin’ overwhelming
And I may explode. This motherfucking ship I’m helming
Chorus 1:
G Bsus2 A
I had a rough day at work
And my back really hurts
The crew don’t take me seriously they just look at me and smirk
I’ll just go back to my quarters and jerk my Kirk
Verse 2:
D A E7
You pass me in the corridors
You never ever notice me lurking
I’m spending all my time alone
Nobody knows how hard I’m working it
I wanna take a voyage home
‘Cause right now I’m going berserk and
The places where my fantasies roam
Have got my blood burning
Chorus 2:
G Bsus2 A
I had a rough day at work
And my back really hurts
I’m gonna quit star fleet and be a motherfuckin’ file clerk
Or just go back to my quarters and jerk my Kirk
Verse 3: (distortion on, switch to bar chords and palm mute)
E-------B-------C-------B------- (x2)
E B C B
All by myself in my own private hell my quarters are a dungeon and my mind is a cell
Where I’m locked up tight alone every night losing the battle of a Pon farr fight
And I can’t get control I’m never ever done I can’t let go of my own number one
But I try, God I try! If I could just stop and re-supply
But I know I’m never gonna stop jerking my Kirk ‘til the day I drop
And I know nothing works I’m always gonna have to jerk my Kirk
::Repeat Chorus 2::
Outro: (repeat through end solo)
D A E7
I’m gonna jerk my Kirk! (he’s gonna jerk his Kirk)
End on slow down-strum of Bsus2
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