Biografia:
Microdisney fue creado en Cork(Irlanda) por Sean O’Hagan y Cathal Coughlan: luminosidad y la oscuridad;dos personajes totalmente opuestos en un grupo de pop. Microdisney fabricaban un pop brillante , a veces furioso y siempre dotado de una elegancia al alcance de muy pocos. Raras son las veces que un grupo de pop consigue ensamblar sin traumas dos piezas tan distintas como eran Sean O’Hagan (la dulzura) y Cathal Coughlan (la ira).El efecto de esa relación eran discos
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Outras músicas:
- 464
- A Friend With A Big Mouth
- Angels
- Are You Happy
- Armadillo Man
- Begging Bowl
- Big Sleeping House
- Birthday Girl
- Bullwhip Road
- Dear Rosemary
- Dolly
- Dreaming Drains
- Everybody Is Dead
- Gale Force Wind
- Give Me All Of Your Clothes
- Helicopter Of The Holy Ghost
- High And Dry
- Horse Overboard
- Humane
- Loftholdingswood
- Past
- Pink Skinned Man
- Rack
- Sleepless
- Sun
- Town To Town
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
Em
[Verse 1]
Em C G
He has nothing but a can of beer
Em C G
Two crutches and the soot from the air
Em C G
And nights of soaking in the city's drains
F C G
He hates the rich but he hates in vain
[Verse 2]
Em C G
If a power was to lift him up
Em C G
Make him rich, would he admit it was luck
Em C G
Or say he'd earned it, and claim a state of grace
F C G
Just like the rich in this hateful place
[Chorus 1]
G C G
What the hell is wrong with you?
Am7 C/D G
You long to lord it like the rich folks do
G C G
As you command me from the depths of gin
Am7 C/D G
To walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
Am7 C/D G
Walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
[Verse 3]
Em C G
I saw a dead man in the street today
Em C G
And he'll stay there because he never paid
Em C G
He was a stranger who would not go home
F C G
Blinded by sun on the streets of gold
[Chorus 1]
G C G
What the hell is wrong with you?
Am7 C/D G
You long to lord it like the rich folks do
G C G
You command me from the depths of gin
Am7 C/D G
To walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
Am7 C/D G
Walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
[Instrumental Solo]
A D (x4)
[Chorus 2]
A D A
Mother Mother won't you dry my eyes
Bm7 E9sus4 A
Doctor says that I will have to die
A D A
I went with someone and I woke to find
Bm7 E9sus4 A
I'm now subhuman and I don't know why
Bm7 E9sus4 A
I'm now subhuman and I don't know why
[Verse 4]
Em C G
Nothing is what you'll you hear from me
Em C G
When they ground me and spat me back on the streets
Em
[Verse 1]
Em C G
He has nothing but a can of beer
Em C G
Two crutches and the soot from the air
Em C G
And nights of soaking in the city's drains
F C G
He hates the rich but he hates in vain
[Verse 2]
Em C G
If a power was to lift him up
Em C G
Make him rich, would he admit it was luck
Em C G
Or say he'd earned it, and claim a state of grace
F C G
Just like the rich in this hateful place
[Chorus 1]
G C G
What the hell is wrong with you?
Am7 C/D G
You long to lord it like the rich folks do
G C G
As you command me from the depths of gin
Am7 C/D G
To walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
Am7 C/D G
Walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
[Verse 3]
Em C G
I saw a dead man in the street today
Em C G
And he'll stay there because he never paid
Em C G
He was a stranger who would not go home
F C G
Blinded by sun on the streets of gold
[Chorus 1]
G C G
What the hell is wrong with you?
Am7 C/D G
You long to lord it like the rich folks do
G C G
You command me from the depths of gin
Am7 C/D G
To walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
Am7 C/D G
Walk a tightrope in a gale force wind
[Instrumental Solo]
A D (x4)
[Chorus 2]
A D A
Mother Mother won't you dry my eyes
Bm7 E9sus4 A
Doctor says that I will have to die
A D A
I went with someone and I woke to find
Bm7 E9sus4 A
I'm now subhuman and I don't know why
Bm7 E9sus4 A
I'm now subhuman and I don't know why
[Verse 4]
Em C G
Nothing is what you'll you hear from me
Em C G
When they ground me and spat me back on the streets
Middle Tickle
Midland
Midnasty
Midnight Ambassa (...)
Midnight Aria