Biografía:
Polkov is an indie/folk/rock collective from Austria. Formed in 2012, they currently operate as a 6-piece band with Laurenz Jandl, Paul Pfleger, Juergen Schmidt, Guenther Paulitsch, Alex Hackl, and Florentina Finder. Their songs often combine alternative rock, pop and country elements with three-part folk harmonies and witty lyrics about coming of age, sci-fi, physics, romance and video games.
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Promised Land – Polkov Capo 2
Am C
Everything I am, is a mirror
F am
These days the darkness kicks in
Am C
The mirror shattered by a hot dog stand
F Am
You got out of hand My promised land
F Am
Please, Please, excuse the way I talk
G Am
I am sad So very very sad
F Am
All my love is lost to a cause
G Am
And I can't win for you, Elisabeth
Am C
Let's all do the nuclear spin
F Am
We can sing - at least we can still sing
Am C
Tell the dancer to illuminate
F Am
Let him burn And turn, turn, turn
Am C
I had a dream of an underground station
F Am
I was chasing her by the blue
C
I spill my time, like sand
F Am
You got out of hand My promised land
1x Refrain
Bridge:
G Am G
Every day feels like another reason lost I ought to try to sit it out
Am G
Pour me another glass of sauce We keep in touch;
G Am
Twice a year we write a few considered lines
G Am F
And the one time we met in Graz In a bar near the park ohhhhhh
1x Refrain
Am C
Everything I am, is a mirror
F am
These days the darkness kicks in
Am C
The mirror shattered by a hot dog stand
F Am
You got out of hand My promised land
F Am
Please, Please, excuse the way I talk
G Am
I am sad So very very sad
F Am
All my love is lost to a cause
G Am
And I can't win for you, Elisabeth
Am C
Let's all do the nuclear spin
F Am
We can sing - at least we can still sing
Am C
Tell the dancer to illuminate
F Am
Let him burn And turn, turn, turn
Am C
I had a dream of an underground station
F Am
I was chasing her by the blue
C
I spill my time, like sand
F Am
You got out of hand My promised land
1x Refrain
Bridge:
G Am G
Every day feels like another reason lost I ought to try to sit it out
Am G
Pour me another glass of sauce We keep in touch;
G Am
Twice a year we write a few considered lines
G Am F
And the one time we met in Graz In a bar near the park ohhhhhh
1x Refrain
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