Biografía:
Ian Hunter (Shropshire, Inglaterra, 3 de junio de 1939) es un cantante y compositor inglés, conocido por liderar la banda de rock Mott the Hoople desde su creación en 1969 hasta su disolución en 1974. Ian Hunter ya era músico y compositor antes de su etapa con Mott the Hoople, y después de dejar la banda, desilusionado por el éxito comercial, prosiguió su carrera en solitario, colaborando a menudo con el guitarrista Mick Ronson, famoso por
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Otras canciones:
- 3000 Miles From Here
- All American Alien Boy
- All Of The Good Ones Are Taken
- American Music
- Apathy 83
- Arms And Legs
- Boy
- Brainwashed
- Central Park N West
- Dead Man Walking East Enders
- God Take 1
- Irene Wilde
- Just Another Night
- Knees Of My Heart
- Letter To Britannia From The Union Jack
- My Revolution
- Now Is The Time
- Restless Youth
- Ships
- Silver Needles
- Something To Believe In
- Standin In My Light
- The Outsider
- Twisted Steel
- Wash Us Away
- Who Do You Love
- Wild East
¡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]
D A Bm G
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D A Bm G
D A D G D
[Verse 1]
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The Gulf and Western Garbage just ain't the prettiest smell
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When you're sleeping on the 4th floor up, it's like a living hell
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New York's finest rounding up the bums, the firemen get no rest
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And ambulances signal death on Central Park 'n' West
[Verse 2]
D A Bm G
Now there ain't no sheets upon my bed, just a mattress and some wine
D A D G A
The rain is pouring through the night and I'm glad my life is mine
D A Bm G
When Frank Carillo plays guitar trying to get it off his chest
D A D G D
He gets the words he needs tonight on Central Park 'n' West
[Chorus]
D A Bm G
And I think, I think, I think, I think, I think it's the best
D A D G D
When I'm locked in the middle of New York City on Central Park 'n' West
D A Bm G
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know it's a mess
D A D G D
But you've got to be crazy to live in the city and New York City's the best
[Solo]
D A Bm G
D A D G D
[Verse 3]
D A Bm G
And we all want someone just like me in the city we call home
D A D G D
She leaves me sometimes when I write 'cause I write better on my own
D A Bm G
Bag ladies take my dollars, put my conscience to the test
D A D G D
But waitresses give me coffee free on Central Park 'n' West
[Verse 4]
D A Bm G
So, sweet soul woman, sing the songs, it's time to sing them now
D A D G D
I'm getting more than high from hearin' 'em, don't sing them quiet, sing them loud
D A Bm G
For you sang with the best of them but now you're just a guest
D A D G D
I tell you we'll get a hotel room on Central Park 'n' West
[Chorus]
D A Bm G
And I think, I think, I think, I think, I think it's the best
D A D G D
When I'm locked in the middle of New York City on Central Park 'n' West
D A Bm G
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know it's a mess
D A D G D
But you've got to be crazy to live in the city and New York City's the best
[Solo]
D A Bm G
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know it's a guess
D A D G D
D A Bm G
D A D G D
[Outro]
N.C.
I think, I think, I think, I think, I think it's the best
N.C.
When I'm locked in the middle of New York City on Central Park 'n' West
N.C.
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know it's a mess
N.C.
But you've got to be crazy to live in the city and New York City's the best
D A Bm G
D A D G D
D A Bm G
D A D G D
[Verse 1]
D A Bm G
The Gulf and Western Garbage just ain't the prettiest smell
D A D G D
When you're sleeping on the 4th floor up, it's like a living hell
D A Bm G
New York's finest rounding up the bums, the firemen get no rest
D A D G D
And ambulances signal death on Central Park 'n' West
[Verse 2]
D A Bm G
Now there ain't no sheets upon my bed, just a mattress and some wine
D A D G A
The rain is pouring through the night and I'm glad my life is mine
D A Bm G
When Frank Carillo plays guitar trying to get it off his chest
D A D G D
He gets the words he needs tonight on Central Park 'n' West
[Chorus]
D A Bm G
And I think, I think, I think, I think, I think it's the best
D A D G D
When I'm locked in the middle of New York City on Central Park 'n' West
D A Bm G
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know it's a mess
D A D G D
But you've got to be crazy to live in the city and New York City's the best
[Solo]
D A Bm G
D A D G D
[Verse 3]
D A Bm G
And we all want someone just like me in the city we call home
D A D G D
She leaves me sometimes when I write 'cause I write better on my own
D A Bm G
Bag ladies take my dollars, put my conscience to the test
D A D G D
But waitresses give me coffee free on Central Park 'n' West
[Verse 4]
D A Bm G
So, sweet soul woman, sing the songs, it's time to sing them now
D A D G D
I'm getting more than high from hearin' 'em, don't sing them quiet, sing them loud
D A Bm G
For you sang with the best of them but now you're just a guest
D A D G D
I tell you we'll get a hotel room on Central Park 'n' West
[Chorus]
D A Bm G
And I think, I think, I think, I think, I think it's the best
D A D G D
When I'm locked in the middle of New York City on Central Park 'n' West
D A Bm G
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know it's a mess
D A D G D
But you've got to be crazy to live in the city and New York City's the best
[Solo]
D A Bm G
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know it's a guess
D A D G D
D A Bm G
D A D G D
[Outro]
N.C.
I think, I think, I think, I think, I think it's the best
N.C.
When I'm locked in the middle of New York City on Central Park 'n' West
N.C.
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know it's a mess
N.C.
But you've got to be crazy to live in the city and New York City's the best
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