Biografía:
Alfred Matthew Yankovic (Downey, EE.UU., 23-10-1959) es el músico, compositor y comediante norteamericano que se ha destacado, principalmente, por sus logradas parodias hacia distintos hits del cancionero del rock and roll mundial y sus intérpretes (por caso Smells like nirvana).
Acordionista, tecladista y vocalista, Wired Al se volcó al escenario artístico tras advertir que "lo suyo" no tenía nada que ver con el título de arquitecto que había obtenido por la Universidad Politécnica estatal de California San Luis Obispo.
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Otras canciones:
- Albuquerque
- Another One Rides The Bus
- Callin' In Sick
- Canadian Idiot
- Do I Creep You Out?
- Don't Download This Song
- Eat It
- Ebay
- Everything You Know Is Wrong
- Hamilton Polka
- Jerry Springer
- Pancreas
- Polkamon
- Since You've Been Gone
- Skipper Dan
- Stop Forwarding That Crap To Me
- The Night Santa Went Crazy
- The Saga Begins
- Virus Alert
- White And Nerdy
- Why Does This Always Happen To Me
- You Don't Love Me Anymore
- You're Pitiful
- Yoda
- A Complicated Song
- Amish Paradise
- Another Tatoo
- Avocado
- Captain Underpants Theme Song
- Christmas At Ground Zero
- Close But No Cigar
- Cnr
- Dare To Be Stupid
- Don't Download This Song
- Dont Wear Those Shoes
- Foil
- Frank's 2000 Inch Tv
- Generic Blues
- Genius In France
- Girls Just Wanna Have Lunch
- Grapefruit Diet
- Gump
- Hardware Store
- Headline News
- I Lost On Jeopardy
- I Think Im A Clone Now
- If That Isnt Love
- Jackson Park Express
- Jurassic Park
- Like A Surgeon
- Living With A Hernia
- Midnight Star
- Mission Statement
- Mr. Frump In The Iron Lung
- My Babys In Love With Eddie Vedder
- My Bologna
- Nature Trail To Hell
- Party In The Cia
- Phony Calls
- Polka Face
- Saga Begins
- Spam
- The Biggest Ball Of Twine In Minnesota
- The Checks In The Mail
- The Hamilton Polka
- This Is The Life
- Tmz
- Traffic Jam
- Trigger Happy
- Word Crimes
- You Don't Love Me Anymore
- You Make Me
¡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!
Standard tuning EADGBe
Pretty much a genius 12-bar blues parody with some variations in the chordal formula.
When playing the C# D D# E run its an ascending note run rather than chords.
Also link together A and D by playing A B C C# D in the same ascending note run way.
[Intro]
A D A D F E A C# D D# E
[Verse 1]
A D A
I woke up this morning, then I went back to bed
D A
Said I woke up this morning, then I went right back to bed
F E
Got a funny kind of feelin' like I got broken glass in my underwear
A C# D D# E
And a herd of wild pigs is trying to chew off my head..........you know what I'm sayin'
[Verse 2]
A D A
Well I ain't got not money, I'm just walkin' down the road
D A
Said I ain't got no money honey, so I'm just walking down this lonely old road
F E A C# D D# E
Well I wish I could get me some money, but I forgot my automated teller code...........
[Verse 3]
A D A
I was born in a papersack in the bottom of a sewer, I had to eat dirtclods for breakfast my family was so poor
D A
My daddy was a waitress, my mom sold bathroom tiles, my bros and sisters all hated me cuz I was an only child
D F A
I got the blues so bad, wooooo, kinda wish I was dead.....
F E A C# D D# E
Maybe I'll blow my brains out mama, or maybe I'll, yeah maybe I'll just go bowling instead.....
[Bridge]
D A
I'm just a no good, scum sucking, nose picking, boot licking, sniveling, groveling, worthless hunk of slime
D A
Nothing but a lowdown beer bellied, boneheaded, pigeontoed, turkey necked, weaselfaced worthless hunk of slime
F E
Guess I pretty low self image, maybe it's a chemical imbalance or something,
A C# D D# E
I should probably go and see a doctor about it when I've got the time....
[Guitar solo]
A D A D
.................Aw, make it talk, son, make it talk
D A F E A C# D D# E
.................Ok, now make it shut up.............
[Outro]
A D A
Plagues and famine and pestilence always seem to get me down, I always feel so miserable whenever I'm around
D
I wish somebody would come along, stick a pitchfork through my brain
A
I'd flush myself right down the toilet, but I'd just clog up the drain
D F A F E
I got the blues so bad.....kinda wish I was dead, maybe I'll blow my brains out mama,
E
Or maybe I'll go bowling.....
E
Or I just might go bowling......
E
Maybe I'll just rent some shoes and go bowling.....
A C# D D# E A
Maybe I'll join a league, enter a tournament, put on a stupid looking shirt and go bowling...instead!
Pretty much a genius 12-bar blues parody with some variations in the chordal formula.
When playing the C# D D# E run its an ascending note run rather than chords.
Also link together A and D by playing A B C C# D in the same ascending note run way.
[Intro]
A D A D F E A C# D D# E
[Verse 1]
A D A
I woke up this morning, then I went back to bed
D A
Said I woke up this morning, then I went right back to bed
F E
Got a funny kind of feelin' like I got broken glass in my underwear
A C# D D# E
And a herd of wild pigs is trying to chew off my head..........you know what I'm sayin'
[Verse 2]
A D A
Well I ain't got not money, I'm just walkin' down the road
D A
Said I ain't got no money honey, so I'm just walking down this lonely old road
F E A C# D D# E
Well I wish I could get me some money, but I forgot my automated teller code...........
[Verse 3]
A D A
I was born in a papersack in the bottom of a sewer, I had to eat dirtclods for breakfast my family was so poor
D A
My daddy was a waitress, my mom sold bathroom tiles, my bros and sisters all hated me cuz I was an only child
D F A
I got the blues so bad, wooooo, kinda wish I was dead.....
F E A C# D D# E
Maybe I'll blow my brains out mama, or maybe I'll, yeah maybe I'll just go bowling instead.....
[Bridge]
D A
I'm just a no good, scum sucking, nose picking, boot licking, sniveling, groveling, worthless hunk of slime
D A
Nothing but a lowdown beer bellied, boneheaded, pigeontoed, turkey necked, weaselfaced worthless hunk of slime
F E
Guess I pretty low self image, maybe it's a chemical imbalance or something,
A C# D D# E
I should probably go and see a doctor about it when I've got the time....
[Guitar solo]
A D A D
.................Aw, make it talk, son, make it talk
D A F E A C# D D# E
.................Ok, now make it shut up.............
[Outro]
A D A
Plagues and famine and pestilence always seem to get me down, I always feel so miserable whenever I'm around
D
I wish somebody would come along, stick a pitchfork through my brain
A
I'd flush myself right down the toilet, but I'd just clog up the drain
D F A F E
I got the blues so bad.....kinda wish I was dead, maybe I'll blow my brains out mama,
E
Or maybe I'll go bowling.....
E
Or I just might go bowling......
E
Maybe I'll just rent some shoes and go bowling.....
A C# D D# E A
Maybe I'll join a league, enter a tournament, put on a stupid looking shirt and go bowling...instead!
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