Biografia:
Concrete Blonde é uma banda de rock alternativo que atuou do início dos anos 80 até o início dos anos 90 (e juntou-se de novo nos anos 2000). Eles são conhecidos principalmente pelas letras e voz pungentes de Johnette Napolitano.
A cantora / letrista / baixista Napolitano formou a banda Dream 6 com o guitarrista James Mankey em Los Angeles em 1982, lançando um LP homônimo na França pela gravadora Happy Hermit em 1983. Quando eles assinaram contrato com a I.
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Intro
Am Em Bb
Am Em
I re-read silly lines That made sense at the time
Bb
Pages all stained with tears and red wine
Am Em
And I walk through the airport and see magazines
Bb
Every face that I see So much younger than me
Am Em
And I smile to myself how I don't even miss
Bb
My glorious past or the lips that I've kissed
Am Em
And I think to myself that how easy this is
Bb
Easy to breathe, easy to live
C Bb Am
And I wonder why I tear myself in two
C Bb Am
Over how to be, what to say and what to do
C Bb
And I know you liked me better then
Am
And I know you liked me
D Am Em
better when I was a fool
Bb
...I was a fool
Am Em
...mm
Bb
...I was a fool
Am Em
...mm
Am Em Bb
So I live in these days
But I still have my old ways
'cause the future,
somehow, has yet to arrive
And I see all around me the women on time
Kids and divorces and crisis in midlife
and do I surrender and give up my dream
for a brick in the wall and
a washing machine
grow up and get real
for a kid in their teens
who won't care what I've done
where I've been, what I've seen
C Bb Am
And I wonder why I tear myself in two
over who to be, how to be and what to do
and I know you liked me better then
and I know you liked me
D Am Em
better when I was a fool
Bb
...I...was a fool
Am Em
...I was a fool
Bb
...I was a fool
Am Em Bb
I'm free to a fault
I'm 45
I'm playing guitar
I'm living my life
Fly down the highway
Sun on my face
I belong to nobody
I belong to no place
Am Em Bb
Am Em
I re-read silly lines That made sense at the time
Bb
Pages all stained with tears and red wine
Am Em
And I walk through the airport and see magazines
Bb
Every face that I see So much younger than me
Am Em
And I smile to myself how I don't even miss
Bb
My glorious past or the lips that I've kissed
Am Em
And I think to myself that how easy this is
Bb
Easy to breathe, easy to live
C Bb Am
And I wonder why I tear myself in two
C Bb Am
Over how to be, what to say and what to do
C Bb
And I know you liked me better then
Am
And I know you liked me
D Am Em
better when I was a fool
Bb
...I was a fool
Am Em
...mm
Bb
...I was a fool
Am Em
...mm
Am Em Bb
So I live in these days
But I still have my old ways
'cause the future,
somehow, has yet to arrive
And I see all around me the women on time
Kids and divorces and crisis in midlife
and do I surrender and give up my dream
for a brick in the wall and
a washing machine
grow up and get real
for a kid in their teens
who won't care what I've done
where I've been, what I've seen
C Bb Am
And I wonder why I tear myself in two
over who to be, how to be and what to do
and I know you liked me better then
and I know you liked me
D Am Em
better when I was a fool
Bb
...I...was a fool
Am Em
...I was a fool
Bb
...I was a fool
Am Em Bb
I'm free to a fault
I'm 45
I'm playing guitar
I'm living my life
Fly down the highway
Sun on my face
I belong to nobody
I belong to no place
Conditions
Conexiuni
Confederate Rail (...)
Confetti (US)
Confide