Biografía:
Inspiral Carpets es un grupo de indie británico formado en Oldham (Inglaterra) en el año 1986 por Graham Lambert, convirtiéndose, tras The Stone Roses y Happy Mondays, en el grupo más popular de la escena bautizada como Madchester. Su sonido está basado en el órgano entre melódico y psicodélico de Clint Boon, y en las guitarras propias del sonido garage, además de un sonido de bajo muy apreciable..., mientras que su nombre psicodélicamente had-hoc al tema de su revival de los 60's, fue debido a una tienda de alfombras cerca de Oldham.
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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!
Em G D
I steal to feed,
Em G D
I fight to breathe,
Em G D
through hunger not greed
Em G A
I find these days it's the only way I can survive
Em G D A
What have I done with my life?
Em G D A
Is this the end, when two worlds collide
Em G D
Em G D Em G D
Oh, in this dusty city with all the gods on the hill
Em G D
Will not one of them help us
Em G A
The temple which they built is an empty shell
Em G D Em G D Em G D
The people who I see, scurrying on the streets, oblivious to our needs
Em G A
I wonder sometimes how so many could be so blind
Em G D Em G D
Today I stole the sun from the sky, the color from the heart of a rose
Em G A
Today I took food from the hand of a starving child
Em G D A
(I guess that makes me a bad man)
(I guess that makes me a bad man)
(I guess that makes me a bad man)
I steal to feed,
Em G D
I fight to breathe,
Em G D
through hunger not greed
Em G A
I find these days it's the only way I can survive
Em G D A
What have I done with my life?
Em G D A
Is this the end, when two worlds collide
Em G D
Em G D Em G D
Oh, in this dusty city with all the gods on the hill
Em G D
Will not one of them help us
Em G A
The temple which they built is an empty shell
Em G D Em G D Em G D
The people who I see, scurrying on the streets, oblivious to our needs
Em G A
I wonder sometimes how so many could be so blind
Em G D Em G D
Today I stole the sun from the sky, the color from the heart of a rose
Em G A
Today I took food from the hand of a starving child
Em G D A
(I guess that makes me a bad man)
(I guess that makes me a bad man)
(I guess that makes me a bad man)
Insurgentes
Insurrection
Inteam
Integrity Music
Intensifire
Inti Huayra
Inti-Illimani
Intim
Intimuru
Into Bits