Biografia:
O Gorillaz é uma "banda virtual" de trip rock criada no ano de 1998 pelo então líder do Blur, Damon Albarn e por Jamie Hewlett, co-criador da história em quadrinhos Tank Girl. Formada por personagens insanos, seus componentes surreais são os loucos: 2D no vocal e no teclado, Murdoc no baixo, Noodle na guitarra e Russel na bateria. De estilo variado, o Gorillaz produz músicas que vão desde o Rap, Trip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Punk, Ska, Reggae, até um pouco de Heavy Metal. Definitivamente, possuem seu próprio estilo, difícil de ser classificado.
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Outras músicas:
- 19-2000
- 19-2000 (riff)
- 5/4
- Amarillo
- Ascension
- Broken
- Busted And Blue
- California And The Slipping Of The Sun
- Carnival
- Clint Eastwood
- Cloud Of Unknowing
- Crystalised
- Dare
- Demon Days
- Don't Get Lost In Heaven
- El Manana
- El Manana (intro)
- Empire Ants
- Empirer Ants
- Every Planet We Reach Is Dead
- Feel Good Inc
- Feel Good Inc.
- Feel Good Inc. (bass)
- Fire Coming Out Of A Monkey's Head
- Highway (under Construction)
- Hillbilly Man
- Idaho
- Kansas
- Kids With Guns
- Last Living Souls
- Melancholy Hill
- Nothing
- On Melancholy Hill
- Pirate Jet
- Plastic Beach
- Revolving Doors
- Rhinestone Eyes
- Rhinestone Eyes (riff)
- Spitting Out The Demons
- Starshine
- Stop The Dams
- Stop The Dams (aluminium)
- Stylo (main Riffs)
- To Binge
- Tomorrow Comes Today
- Tranz
- We Are Happy Landfill
- 19
- All Alone
- Andromeda
- Aspen Forest
- Dirty Harry
- Doncamatic All Played Out
- Dont Get Lost In Heaven
- Fire Flies
- Garage Palace
- Hallelujah Money
- Happy Landfill
- Highway Under Construction
- Hollywood
- Hong Kong
- Humility
- Let Me Out
- Magic City
- Momentz
- Mr Softys Balloon Race
- November Has Come
- O Green World
- One Percent
- Out Of Body
- People
- Punk
- Re
- Saturnz Barz
- Sex Murder Party
- Shes My Collar
- Sleeping Powder
- Slow Country
- Some Kind Of Nature
- Sorcererz
- Souk Eye
- Strobelite
- Submission
- The Apprentice
- The Parish Of Space Dust
- Ticker Tape
- We Got The Power
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C7 Eb
You are now tuned into the tomb of Jehova
G Gm
Play my tunes loud enough to shake the room what's the hold up
C7 Eb
Heard the world is ending soon I assumed that they told ya
G
They tryna dinosaur us
Gm
So now it's time to go up
Gm
Eb
The sky's falling baby
G
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
Eb
The sky's falling baby
G
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
Eb
The sky's falling baby
G
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
Eb
The sky's falling baby
F
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
Eb
The roof is on fire
Db Dm
She wet like Barbra Streisand
Gm Eb
Police everywhere
It's like a nigga killed a white man
F
I just wanna find a baby mama 'fore the night end
Eb
So don't be coming 'round Vince
Eb7
On that batter ram shit
On that 911 shit
Need a misses brown as Missy
Bb
I can have some fun with
Them slave bones make Grace Jones
Db G
Don't stop bitch stay focused
They hated on us since days of Moses
C
Let my people go crazy
F C
Them stars falling don't chase 'em
Eb
The sky's falling baby
F
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
C
The sky's falling baby
G
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
Mib
The sky's falling baby
Sol
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
Mib
The sky's falling baby
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
Do
Attack on Iraq
It's on a line
Typing it fast
Then it's slipping my mind
Oh when I'm drunk
I'm spirited back
I fall in a fire then I save myself
Then I get advantage
Cause the feeling's so raw
In these times of sedition
Well nothing is dull
And I'm moving into stillness
And recalling it all
And I’m a lover just a lover just a lover just a lover just a
The sky's falling baby
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
The sky's falling baby
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
The sky's falling baby
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
The sky's falling baby
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
All these liberated women sitting in my lap
I'm finna catch a body like I got a gun and badge
I'm finna turn Obama to my patna 'fore he dash
Pull up to his pad wipe my ass with the flag
I'm just playing baby this the land of the free
Where you can get a Glock and a gram for the cheap
Where you can live your dreams long as you don't look like me
Be a puppet on a string hanging from a fucking tree aghh
The sky's falling baby
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
The sky's falling baby
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
The sky's falling baby
Drop that ass 'fore it crash higher
The sky's falling baby falling baby falling higher
Got7
Gotthard
Gotye
Gotye And Kimbra
Gowan