Biografía:
The Replacements, que en un principio se llamaron Impediments, fue formado en 1978 por el cantante, compositor y guitarrista Paul Westerberg, el batería Chris Mars, el guitarrista Bob Stinson y su hermano de 12 años Tommy en el bajo. Después de varios cambios de nombre, The Replacements, conocidos cariñosamente como 'Mats por sus más cercanos fans, se ganaron la atención de la gente de su Minneapolis natal, al combinar el glamour y el espíritu de los New York Dolls con la rabia adictiva de los Sex Pistols.
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Otras canciones:
- Achin' To Be
- Achin To Be
- Alex Chilton
- Androgynous
- Attitude
- Bastards Of Young
- Birthday Gal
- Cant Hardly Wait
- Careless
- Customer
- Darlin One
- Date To Church
- Here Comes A Regular
- Hold My Life
- I O U
- I Will Dare
- If Only You Were Lonely
- Ill Be You
- Its Hard To Wave In Handcuffs
- Kiss Me On The Bus
- Left Of The Dial
- Message To The Boys
- Nightclub Jitters
- Nobody
- Portland
- Rock N Roll Ghost
- Sadly Beautiful
- Sixteen Blue
- Skyway
- Swingin Party
- Talent Show
- The Ledge
- Torture
- Treatment Bound
- Unsatisfied
- Valentine
- Waiting For Somebody
- Waitress In The Sky
- We Know The Night
- When It Began
- Within Your Reach
¡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!
ACHIN' TO BE
[from "Don't Tell a Soul"]
intro: (A G Bm G D) C#/A G D
A
Well she's kind of like an artist
G D
Sittin' on the floor
A
Never finish it she abandons
G D
Never shows a soul
A
And she's kind of like a movie
G D
Everyone rushes to see
A
And no one understands it
G D
Sittin' in their seats
Bm G
She opens her mouth to speak and
F#m7 Bm
What comes out's a mystery
G D
Thought about, an' I've understood
G D
She's achin' to be
A
Well she dances alone in nightclubs
G D
Every other day of the week
A
People look right through her
G D
Baby doll check your cheek
A
And she's kind of like a poet
G D
Who finds it hard to speak
A
Poems come so slowly
G D
Like the colors down a sheet (chorus)
A G
I've been achin' for a while now, friend
A G D
I've been achin' hard for years
(break)
D A
Well she's kind of like an artist
G D
Who uses paints no more
A
And never show what you're doing
G D
Never show her soul
A
Yeah I saw one of your pictures
G D
There was nothin' that I could see
A
If no one's on your canvas
G D
Well, I'm achin' to be
Bm G
She closes her mouth to speak and
F#m7 Bm
Closes her eyes to see
G D
Thought about an' only love and
G D A
She's achin' to be
G D
Just like me
[from "Don't Tell a Soul"]
intro: (A G Bm G D) C#/A G D
A
Well she's kind of like an artist
G D
Sittin' on the floor
A
Never finish it she abandons
G D
Never shows a soul
A
And she's kind of like a movie
G D
Everyone rushes to see
A
And no one understands it
G D
Sittin' in their seats
Bm G
She opens her mouth to speak and
F#m7 Bm
What comes out's a mystery
G D
Thought about, an' I've understood
G D
She's achin' to be
A
Well she dances alone in nightclubs
G D
Every other day of the week
A
People look right through her
G D
Baby doll check your cheek
A
And she's kind of like a poet
G D
Who finds it hard to speak
A
Poems come so slowly
G D
Like the colors down a sheet (chorus)
A G
I've been achin' for a while now, friend
A G D
I've been achin' hard for years
(break)
D A
Well she's kind of like an artist
G D
Who uses paints no more
A
And never show what you're doing
G D
Never show her soul
A
Yeah I saw one of your pictures
G D
There was nothin' that I could see
A
If no one's on your canvas
G D
Well, I'm achin' to be
Bm G
She closes her mouth to speak and
F#m7 Bm
Closes her eyes to see
G D
Thought about an' only love and
G D A
She's achin' to be
G D
Just like me
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