Biografía:
El trío británico de folk urbano popular Hefner comienza a caminar en 1992, cuándo el cantante y guitarrista Darren Hayman se reúne con baterista Anthony Harding mientras estudiaban en la escuela de arte de Kent.
Trasladándose a Londres dos años después, el dúo aumenta a trío con la unión del bajista John Morrison, grabando su disco debut en 1996, "Another Better Friend". El disco es muy bien acogido en los círculos underground y a finales de 1997 Hefner firma con el legendario sello Too Pure.
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A Hymn For The Postal Service
from Gerard Wood [email protected]
Intro: D Em F#m G x4
D Em F#m G
Sobriety breeds sincerity,
D Em F#m G
And Lydia Pond she is my gravity
D Em F#m G
I don't know how she felt when she took that E,
A
But in the morning she shaking, she was twitching, she was jerking.
On June the 5th she moved to Paris,
She could not stand the state of British politics,
And I just can't convince her that I'm socialist,
And every night I pray for mail in the morning.
Chorus:
D A D A
Sweet Lydia Pond is doing it for me,
D A Em (F#m G) A
And I want to sing a hymn for the postal service.
Sinful and proud since I stopped sleeping around,
I am so faithful now to Lydia's handwriting,
Mid 8:
G
That makes me guess the circumstances under which she wrote it,
D
Why she used the f-word when she never, ever spoke it,
Em
She pasted on a passport photo of herself in pigtails,
A
And underneath she'd written, "Did my touch make you less lonely?"
Oh she promised me that we'd be creasing sheets,
And that our bodies would be bruising, wrestling underneath,
And I wanted to ask her how she cut her teeth,
And why she let time slip through her skinny, skinny fingers.
Chorus x2, Mid 8, repeat last line.
from Gerard Wood [email protected]
Intro: D Em F#m G x4
D Em F#m G
Sobriety breeds sincerity,
D Em F#m G
And Lydia Pond she is my gravity
D Em F#m G
I don't know how she felt when she took that E,
A
But in the morning she shaking, she was twitching, she was jerking.
On June the 5th she moved to Paris,
She could not stand the state of British politics,
And I just can't convince her that I'm socialist,
And every night I pray for mail in the morning.
Chorus:
D A D A
Sweet Lydia Pond is doing it for me,
D A Em (F#m G) A
And I want to sing a hymn for the postal service.
Sinful and proud since I stopped sleeping around,
I am so faithful now to Lydia's handwriting,
Mid 8:
G
That makes me guess the circumstances under which she wrote it,
D
Why she used the f-word when she never, ever spoke it,
Em
She pasted on a passport photo of herself in pigtails,
A
And underneath she'd written, "Did my touch make you less lonely?"
Oh she promised me that we'd be creasing sheets,
And that our bodies would be bruising, wrestling underneath,
And I wanted to ask her how she cut her teeth,
And why she let time slip through her skinny, skinny fingers.
Chorus x2, Mid 8, repeat last line.
Heidi Joubert
Heidi Klum
Heidi Newfield
Heidi Raye
Heidi Talbot
Heinrich Eichen
Heinrich Hoffman (...)
Heinrich Reisich
Heinrich Rohr
Heintje