Biografía:
King Creosote es el nombre artístico que utiliza el escocés Kenny Anderson. Es hermano de los mellizos Een (más conocido como Pip Dylan) y Gordon (uno de los integrantes de The Beta Band y ahora de The Aliens), y estuvo en un grupo de bluegrass llamado Skuobhie Dubh Orchestra (se pronuncia Scooby Doo), en el que KT Tunstall hacía los coros. La prensa escocesa dijo que Anderson era “el más sublime compositor folk escocés desde Donovan”. En
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¡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!
Bats in the Attic by King Creosote and Jon Hopkins from their collaborative album: "Diamond Mine"
Enjoy!
Capo 1. fret
C / Dsus / Em / C
C G
And I've gone silver on my travels,
Am G D
growing silver in my sideburns. I'm starting to unravel her,
C G
My heartbeats on a downhill,
Am Em Dsus
I counted eighty on my pulse as Kilrenny Church struck three for three o'clock.
C G D Em
What else?
C G D Em
What else?
C G
And you said twelve years in retirement.
Am G D
The hours go by like sips of water. The record lies unbroken,
C G
and no doubt, it's white flour in my diet.
Am Em D C G D Em
It's going to be the death of me, sweet drumroll for those embittered big ideas.
C G D Em
It's such a waste of all that I had.
C G D Em
It's such a waste of all that I had.
You mentioned bats in the attic,
so now you're lifting up the tiles to get around these conservation rules.
I walked down in the basement.
I'm hanging upside down, a gag across my mealy mouth.
And how I'll laugh out loud about that.
When I read your simple novel, it uses all our real names.
And go make yourself a fortune,
there's nothing left for us then us left dangling just a little shamefaced.
It's such a waste of what we had.
And it's such a waste of all that we had.
And it's such a waste of all that I am.
Enjoy!
Capo 1. fret
C / Dsus / Em / C
C G
And I've gone silver on my travels,
Am G D
growing silver in my sideburns. I'm starting to unravel her,
C G
My heartbeats on a downhill,
Am Em Dsus
I counted eighty on my pulse as Kilrenny Church struck three for three o'clock.
C G D Em
What else?
C G D Em
What else?
C G
And you said twelve years in retirement.
Am G D
The hours go by like sips of water. The record lies unbroken,
C G
and no doubt, it's white flour in my diet.
Am Em D C G D Em
It's going to be the death of me, sweet drumroll for those embittered big ideas.
C G D Em
It's such a waste of all that I had.
C G D Em
It's such a waste of all that I had.
You mentioned bats in the attic,
so now you're lifting up the tiles to get around these conservation rules.
I walked down in the basement.
I'm hanging upside down, a gag across my mealy mouth.
And how I'll laugh out loud about that.
When I read your simple novel, it uses all our real names.
And go make yourself a fortune,
there's nothing left for us then us left dangling just a little shamefaced.
It's such a waste of what we had.
And it's such a waste of all that we had.
And it's such a waste of all that I am.
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