Biografía:
The artist hid her name under the anagram THE RODEO, a word evoking the South of the USA, a style of music which inspired the singer and a hommage to the pioneers of folk, blues and country music. When she was a child, she discovered a treasure in her uncle's attic. Hidden among dusty vinyls and books was a slumbering guitar dating from the mythical 1970's. She then started writing and composing ballads designed as fairy tales for grown-ups, fables without a moral. Her lyrics introduce different characters, places and atmospheres.
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[Intro]
C C C
[Verse]
Cm7
I live in a ditch with my friends and enemies
C Cm7
We've thrown all the thorns to dry my inspirition up
Cm7
I have no more words, I have no more patience
Cm7
I have only sounds that hardly come from my mouth
F G Cm
My skull is like a cracked ballot box
[Verse]
Bb Cm7
But when the darkest night'll come to us
Bb Cm7
The light won't shine, it will make me nervous
Eb Dm Cm7
And who's gonna hear your message on the radio
(Radio, I'm on the radio)
Eb Dm Cm7
We're not even deaf but I scream to stay out of this nightmare
Eb Dm7 Cm
And who's gonna hear your message on the radio
(Radio, I'm on the radio)
[Verse]
Cm
I live in a ditch where too much waste piles up
Cm
Where my fallen dreams are more important than your talk
Cm
I'm a zombie for myself but for you I'm still a baby
Cm
My mind is half empty what the hell am I gonna do?
F Gm Cm
My skull is like a cracked ballot box
[Verse]
Bb Cm
But when the darkest night'll come to us
Bb Cm
The light won't shine, it will make me nervous
Eb Dm Cm
And who's gonna hear your message on the radio
(Radio, I'm on the radio)
Eb Dm Cm7
We're not even deaf but I scream to stay out of this nightmare
Eb Dm Cm7
And who's gonna hear your message on the radio
(Radio, I'm on the radio)
[Outro]
Am Bbm Bb Dm
Am Bbm Bm Dm
Am C Cm Bbm
Bm Dm Am Cm
Eb Dm C
C C C
[Verse]
Cm7
I live in a ditch with my friends and enemies
C Cm7
We've thrown all the thorns to dry my inspirition up
Cm7
I have no more words, I have no more patience
Cm7
I have only sounds that hardly come from my mouth
F G Cm
My skull is like a cracked ballot box
[Verse]
Bb Cm7
But when the darkest night'll come to us
Bb Cm7
The light won't shine, it will make me nervous
Eb Dm Cm7
And who's gonna hear your message on the radio
(Radio, I'm on the radio)
Eb Dm Cm7
We're not even deaf but I scream to stay out of this nightmare
Eb Dm7 Cm
And who's gonna hear your message on the radio
(Radio, I'm on the radio)
[Verse]
Cm
I live in a ditch where too much waste piles up
Cm
Where my fallen dreams are more important than your talk
Cm
I'm a zombie for myself but for you I'm still a baby
Cm
My mind is half empty what the hell am I gonna do?
F Gm Cm
My skull is like a cracked ballot box
[Verse]
Bb Cm
But when the darkest night'll come to us
Bb Cm
The light won't shine, it will make me nervous
Eb Dm Cm
And who's gonna hear your message on the radio
(Radio, I'm on the radio)
Eb Dm Cm7
We're not even deaf but I scream to stay out of this nightmare
Eb Dm Cm7
And who's gonna hear your message on the radio
(Radio, I'm on the radio)
[Outro]
Am Bbm Bb Dm
Am Bbm Bm Dm
Am C Cm Bbm
Bm Dm Am Cm
Eb Dm C
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