Biografía:
Libre de todo artificio, DeVille, apuesta claramente por la alquimia orquestal del piano, doble bajo y guitarra, creando un show de sorprendente madurez, haciendo pausas en el tono y en el ritmo, creando silencios mágicos y misteriosos que ponen a prueba la imaginación del público.
Los treinta años de carrera, de este incansable rockero, comienzan en la escena punk neoyorquina de 1977 con su grupo Mink DeVille, con el que alcanzó la cima, incluso en el mercado europeo, gracias a éxitos como Spanish Stroll o Cadillac Walk.
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Otras canciones:
- A Broken Heart This Is The Way You Make
- Across The Bordeline
- Across The Borderline
- All In The Name Of Love
- Angel Eyes
- Angels Dont Lie
- Assassin Of Love
- Crow Jane Alley
- Demasiado Corazon
- Empty Heart
- Even While I Sleep
- Gypsy Deck Of Hearts
- Heaven Stood Still
- Hey Joe
- Just To Walk That Little Girl Home
- Louise
- Mixed Up Shook Up Girl
- No Such Pain As Love
- One Love One Lifetime
- So So Real
- Spanish Stroll
- Stand By Me
- That World Outside
- When I Get Home
¡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 A D E A - (A E)
A
I used to think
i used to be
E A
and everything was up to me
A
they all say we should go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
D
things have changed
E
and now i feel
D E
like i've become
A D
so unreal
A
so, so unreal
A
the wolf is in and at my door
E A
she looks hungry she wants more
A
the mail train's gone
A
won't come back
D
he took your letter
E
and put it in his sack
D E
they all say that he'll go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D
so so real
A
so so real
C# A
handsome lucifer at the door bell rings
D A
with an army of slaves carrying jewels and rings
C# A
cracks his whip and says don't lose a thing
D E
while up in heaven those angels sing
A D
oh so real
A
so so real
A
this dive is open
could use some sleep
E
if you feel like napping
round the corner down the street
A
just ask for baby
a guy will let you in
D E
calls himself cain, only he can let you in
D E
they all say we should go far
D
he ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D A
so so real
A
i use to thing i knew everything
E
you want to hear the horns
A
you wont to wear those wings
A
take me down
give me a drink
D
give me a shot
E
that will make me sing yeahhhhhhhhhh
D E
they all say that he'll go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D
so so real
A D
just so so real
A D
so so real
A D
so so real
A D
so so so real
A D
so so so real
A
I used to think
i used to be
E A
and everything was up to me
A
they all say we should go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
D
things have changed
E
and now i feel
D E
like i've become
A D
so unreal
A
so, so unreal
A
the wolf is in and at my door
E A
she looks hungry she wants more
A
the mail train's gone
A
won't come back
D
he took your letter
E
and put it in his sack
D E
they all say that he'll go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D
so so real
A
so so real
C# A
handsome lucifer at the door bell rings
D A
with an army of slaves carrying jewels and rings
C# A
cracks his whip and says don't lose a thing
D E
while up in heaven those angels sing
A D
oh so real
A
so so real
A
this dive is open
could use some sleep
E
if you feel like napping
round the corner down the street
A
just ask for baby
a guy will let you in
D E
calls himself cain, only he can let you in
D E
they all say we should go far
D
he ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D A
so so real
A
i use to thing i knew everything
E
you want to hear the horns
A
you wont to wear those wings
A
take me down
give me a drink
D
give me a shot
E
that will make me sing yeahhhhhhhhhh
D E
they all say that he'll go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D
so so real
A D
just so so real
A D
so so real
A D
so so real
A D
so so so real
A D
so so so real
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