Biografía:
The Rifles es una banda de indie Rock'n'Roll inglés originaria de Londres. Su estilo podríamos definirlo como indie-alternative-rock.
Su música se encuentra cimentada en el rock con sonidos potentes y constantes de guitarra eléctrica. Sus melódica es variada, atractiva, y acelerada, haciendo de muchas canciones, temas muy dinámicos y heterogéneos. Su estilo indie se debe a un sonido que no abusa del típico sonido del rock clásico, a la innovadora composición de las canciones, y a la particular voz del vocalista.
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Otras canciones:
- Peace And Quiet
- Repeated Offender
- Robin Hood
- A Love To Die For
- All I Need
- Big Big Life
- Catch Her In The Rye
- Coming Home
- Cry Baby
- Dreamer
- Eclectic Eccentric
- Eveline
- For The Meantime
- Go Lucky
- Grest Escape
- Heavy Weather
- Heebie Jeebies
- History
- I Could Never Lie
- Lazy Bones
- Local Boy
- Long Walk Back
- Lost In London
- Narrow Minded Social Club
- No Love Lost
- Nothing Matters
- One Night Stand
- Out In The Past
- Rainy Monday
- Rat Race
- Rock The Boat
- Romeo And Julie
- Shes Got Standards
- Shes The Only One Acoustic
- Sometimes
- Spend A Lifetime
- Spend Lifetime
- Tangled Up In Love
- The General
- The Great Escape
- The Hardest Place To Find Me
- Toerag
- Turtle Dove
- Under And Over
- Victoria
- Wall Around Your Heart
- When Im Alone
- You Win Some
- Young For A Day
¡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!
This is my first attempt but let me know what you think. I have taken this from a
recent acoustic gig I saw with just Joel and Luke.
Capo 5th Fret
V1
G
Walk out of the door and make my way up the street
G
Cold wind in my eyes runs a tear down my cheek
EM
Not a soul to be heard so no point to complain
EM
At least the sound of the birds compensates for the rain
G
Hit the queue for the bus and then join the line
G
Same faces for the last ten years of my life
EM
See I'm bored of my friends I couldn't tell you their names
EM G
Shattered glass on the floor the kids have run out of games
G EM
And I don't see that's ever gonna change
V2
G
One hour passes till I'm back on my feet
G
A stone's throw I will be walking till I'm off the street
EM
Hang my coat to dry, settle down with the herd
EM
Some I really don't mind, some just get on my nerves
G
Turn my back to the clock cause it slows the time
G
Take out a cigarette and hear the match strike
EM
Turn the radio on to drown the sound of the rain
EM
Same bands same songs play again and again
G EM
And I don't see that's ever gonna change
C D EM C D EM
Tell me I'm not right say what you like I'm miles away
C D G
And expect nothing changing except for the name of the day.
V3
G
From my place of work I move away in haste
G
Time there moves slow but rushes when I'm away
EM
Pass a girl from my school the conversation's brief
EM
Gotta catch that train, get myself some relief
G
I meet up with friends and they knock off at six
G
I get in at five and walk about for a bit
EM
Watch the world go by through an empty glass
EM
And I know that won't be the last 'so'
C D EM C D EM
Tell me I'm not right say what you like I'm miles away
C D G
And expect nothing changing except for the name of the day.
V4
G
Creep back into bed and I pull up the sheet
G
High over my head and undercover my feet
EM
Till the room goes dark and i'm miles away
EM
Jump to the alarm and start another day!
recent acoustic gig I saw with just Joel and Luke.
Capo 5th Fret
V1
G
Walk out of the door and make my way up the street
G
Cold wind in my eyes runs a tear down my cheek
EM
Not a soul to be heard so no point to complain
EM
At least the sound of the birds compensates for the rain
G
Hit the queue for the bus and then join the line
G
Same faces for the last ten years of my life
EM
See I'm bored of my friends I couldn't tell you their names
EM G
Shattered glass on the floor the kids have run out of games
G EM
And I don't see that's ever gonna change
V2
G
One hour passes till I'm back on my feet
G
A stone's throw I will be walking till I'm off the street
EM
Hang my coat to dry, settle down with the herd
EM
Some I really don't mind, some just get on my nerves
G
Turn my back to the clock cause it slows the time
G
Take out a cigarette and hear the match strike
EM
Turn the radio on to drown the sound of the rain
EM
Same bands same songs play again and again
G EM
And I don't see that's ever gonna change
C D EM C D EM
Tell me I'm not right say what you like I'm miles away
C D G
And expect nothing changing except for the name of the day.
V3
G
From my place of work I move away in haste
G
Time there moves slow but rushes when I'm away
EM
Pass a girl from my school the conversation's brief
EM
Gotta catch that train, get myself some relief
G
I meet up with friends and they knock off at six
G
I get in at five and walk about for a bit
EM
Watch the world go by through an empty glass
EM
And I know that won't be the last 'so'
C D EM C D EM
Tell me I'm not right say what you like I'm miles away
C D G
And expect nothing changing except for the name of the day.
V4
G
Creep back into bed and I pull up the sheet
G
High over my head and undercover my feet
EM
Till the room goes dark and i'm miles away
EM
Jump to the alarm and start another day!
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