Biografia:
Thomas Edward "Thom" Yorke (nascido em 7 de outubro de 1968 em Wellingborough, Northamptonshire, Inglaterra), é o vocalista e compositor da banda britânica de rock alternativo Radiohead. Geralmente toca guitarra ou piano. Atualmente, vive em Oxford.
Nascido com o olho esquerdo paralisado, Thom Yorke submeteu-se a um total de cinco operações de correção nos seus primeiros cinco anos. A última cirurgia foi mal-sucedida e quase tirou toda a visão de seu olho esquerdo.
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Hi everybody, personally I very like this song, but I don't find the right chords here.
change the passage in C with Am, but I think it's more right in C.
Standard Tuning
No Capo
Am G C Dm
What will grow crooked, you can't make straight
C Dm
It's the price that you gotta pay
Am G C Dm
Do yourself a favour and pack your bags
C Dm
Buy a ticket and get on the train
C Dm
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And lay down in the bitumen
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn't happenin
No, it just isn't happenin
And that is fucked up, fucked up
And this is fucked up, fucked up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it's not.
But it isn't, but it isn't
You cannot kickstart a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don't care what the future holds
'Cause I'm right in your arms today
With your fingers you can touch me
I am your black swan, black swan
But I made it to the top, but I made it to the top
And this is fucked up, fucked up
You are fucked up, fucked up
This is fucked up, fucked up
Be your black swan, black swan
I'm for spare parts, broken up
change the passage in C with Am, but I think it's more right in C.
Standard Tuning
No Capo
Am G C Dm
What will grow crooked, you can't make straight
C Dm
It's the price that you gotta pay
Am G C Dm
Do yourself a favour and pack your bags
C Dm
Buy a ticket and get on the train
C Dm
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And lay down in the bitumen
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn't happenin
No, it just isn't happenin
And that is fucked up, fucked up
And this is fucked up, fucked up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it's not.
But it isn't, but it isn't
You cannot kickstart a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don't care what the future holds
'Cause I'm right in your arms today
With your fingers you can touch me
I am your black swan, black swan
But I made it to the top, but I made it to the top
And this is fucked up, fucked up
You are fucked up, fucked up
This is fucked up, fucked up
Be your black swan, black swan
I'm for spare parts, broken up
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