Biografia:
New Model Army é uma banda cultuada na Inglaterra, e é considerado um dos melhores grupos que o pós-punk inglês já produziu. Combinando a força do punk rock com letras politizadas, a exemplo do que o U2 e o The Alarm faziam, e o folk rock de protesto de Billy Bragg, o New Model Army soava como poucas bandas surgidas na mesma época e no mesmo estilo. O som era aguerrido e preciso, mas aos poucos foi esmorecendo, sem perder a qualidade, dando lugar para violões
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Outras músicas:
- 225
- 51St State
- Aimless Desire
- All Consuming Fire
- All Of This
- Bad Old World
- Better Than Them
- Bloodsports
- Bury The Hatchet
- Christian Militia
- Die Trying
- Drag It Down
- Drummy B
- Eleven Years
- Family Life
- Fate
- Ghost Of Your Father
- Green And Grey
- High
- Lovesongs
- Lullaby
- Lust For Power
- Marrakech
- Marrakesh
- No Pain
- No Rest
- Nothing Touches
- Notice Me
- One Of The Chosen
- Purity
- See You In Hell
- Stupid Questions
- The Charge
- The Hunt
- These Words
- Trees In Winter
- Vagabonds
- Vengeance
- White Coats
- Winter
- Wired
- Young Gifted And Skint
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!
this is how I play NMA DRAG IT DOWN
[Intro] Bm F#m E F#m x4
[Verse]
Bm F#m
They started work this morning down at city square
E F#m
They're pulling down the statues of our great grandfather's hero
Bm F#m
The new books said he wasn't such a great man after all
E F#m
And anyway remember that the times they are a-changing
[Chorus 1]
D C/G Bm A
Pull it down, drag it down, pull it down, drag it down
D C/G
Till there's nothing to look up to
Bm A
But the brand names on the posters all around
[Verse] (same as first)
They proved on television last night that God was just a lie
He never made the world at all
It was just some sweet old fashioned rite
So melt down all the ornaments, move out all the graves
And let us build the disco that we need for our young braves
[Chorus 2] (same chords as first chorus)
Pull it down, drag it down, Pull it down, drag it down
Till the hopes and dreams of all the ages
Past are shattered on the ground
[Bridge] B C A B x2
[Bridge]
B C A B
We think we are so clever killing heroes, killing magic,
B C A B
Until everything that's sacred is brought down to our level
B C A B
for Mammon is a jealous master, - leaves no room for any other
B C A B
All the questions left unanswered, all the answers gone forever
B C
So bow to the woman in the finest fur
A B
Bow to the man with the ace street cool
B C
Bow to the woman with all the power
A B
Bow to the man with all the money
B C A B
In whose sight are we equal now? In whose sight are we equal now? X2
[Bridge2]
F Bm
Now that we've killed God (3x)
Bm F#m E F#m x2
[REPEAT CHORUS 1]
[REPEAT CHORUS 2]
[End] Bm
[Intro] Bm F#m E F#m x4
[Verse]
Bm F#m
They started work this morning down at city square
E F#m
They're pulling down the statues of our great grandfather's hero
Bm F#m
The new books said he wasn't such a great man after all
E F#m
And anyway remember that the times they are a-changing
[Chorus 1]
D C/G Bm A
Pull it down, drag it down, pull it down, drag it down
D C/G
Till there's nothing to look up to
Bm A
But the brand names on the posters all around
[Verse] (same as first)
They proved on television last night that God was just a lie
He never made the world at all
It was just some sweet old fashioned rite
So melt down all the ornaments, move out all the graves
And let us build the disco that we need for our young braves
[Chorus 2] (same chords as first chorus)
Pull it down, drag it down, Pull it down, drag it down
Till the hopes and dreams of all the ages
Past are shattered on the ground
[Bridge] B C A B x2
[Bridge]
B C A B
We think we are so clever killing heroes, killing magic,
B C A B
Until everything that's sacred is brought down to our level
B C A B
for Mammon is a jealous master, - leaves no room for any other
B C A B
All the questions left unanswered, all the answers gone forever
B C
So bow to the woman in the finest fur
A B
Bow to the man with the ace street cool
B C
Bow to the woman with all the power
A B
Bow to the man with all the money
B C A B
In whose sight are we equal now? In whose sight are we equal now? X2
[Bridge2]
F Bm
Now that we've killed God (3x)
Bm F#m E F#m x2
[REPEAT CHORUS 1]
[REPEAT CHORUS 2]
[End] Bm
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