Biografía:
Augie March es una banda australiana de indie/poprock formada en 1996 en Shepparton, Victoria. Tomó su nombre de la novela de 1954 Las aventuras de Augie March de Saul Bellow, citando su prosa poética, tan compleja como un reflejo de la voz de Richards. La banda se compone actualmente de vocalista y guitarrista Glenn Richards , el guitarrista de Adam Donovan , el bajista Edmondo Ammendola , el baterista David Williams, y el tecladista Kiernan Box. Box sustituye Rob Dawson, primer tecladista de la banda quien murió en 2001.
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Augie March – Victoria's Secrets
Capo 2
Standard Tuning
Disclaimer:
This tab is not 100% accurate. It is not meant to be; it is meant for covering the song.
Intro
C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-D-C--D----
Em7 C
O how my great liberal heart labours,
Am D C
With the piss in my rivers and gall,
G C
Before the gleaming ceremonial sabres,
A7 D C
Who falls on them falls for us all...
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
Am C
Every night I pick the locks and the gaolers say...
C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-D----
Em7 C
Some nights when I look through her window,
Am D C
And she seems an old lover to me,
G C
There peeling off her black nylon knee highs
A7 D C
And yielding her breast to the sea...
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
F Am
But there's nobody home in her telephone bones.
Am--C--G--C--Am--C--G--C--F--Am--
C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-D-C--D----
Em7 C
I've kissed the green gem of the east coast,
Am D C
drunk the tropical fizz of the north,
G C
Played the far flung sand castles ate at by the Indian,
A7 D C
Froze in the broken off port,
G C
To my blue collar sprawl out the blue stony wall,
Am D C
Where the weather don't bother and the sea don't recall,
G C
Sometimes it's a dead man as wide as he's tall
A7 D C
by a blue blooded matron, and under her shawl
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
F
I find buttons and bones,
Am G F
tiny soldiers, toy trains and murder...
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-D-C--D~
and the ladies scream "Vain!!"
Capo 2
Standard Tuning
Disclaimer:
This tab is not 100% accurate. It is not meant to be; it is meant for covering the song.
Intro
C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-D-C--D----
Em7 C
O how my great liberal heart labours,
Am D C
With the piss in my rivers and gall,
G C
Before the gleaming ceremonial sabres,
A7 D C
Who falls on them falls for us all...
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
Am C
Every night I pick the locks and the gaolers say...
C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-D----
Em7 C
Some nights when I look through her window,
Am D C
And she seems an old lover to me,
G C
There peeling off her black nylon knee highs
A7 D C
And yielding her breast to the sea...
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
F Am
But there's nobody home in her telephone bones.
Am--C--G--C--Am--C--G--C--F--Am--
C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-D-C--D----
Em7 C
I've kissed the green gem of the east coast,
Am D C
drunk the tropical fizz of the north,
G C
Played the far flung sand castles ate at by the Indian,
A7 D C
Froze in the broken off port,
G C
To my blue collar sprawl out the blue stony wall,
Am D C
Where the weather don't bother and the sea don't recall,
G C
Sometimes it's a dead man as wide as he's tall
A7 D C
by a blue blooded matron, and under her shawl
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
F
I find buttons and bones,
Am G F
tiny soldiers, toy trains and murder...
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
G C
On that white Victorian box,
Am C
Every night I pick the locks
C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-D-C--D~
and the ladies scream "Vain!!"
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