Biografia:
Augie March es una banda australiana de indie/poprock formada en 1996 en Shepparton, Victoria. Tomó su nombre de la novela de 1954 Las aventuras de Augie March de Saul Bellow, citando su prosa poética, tan compleja como un reflejo de la voz de Richards. La banda se compone actualmente de vocalista y guitarrista Glenn Richards , el guitarrista de Adam Donovan , el bajista Edmondo Ammendola , el baterista David Williams, y el tecladista Kiernan Box. Box sustituye Rob Dawson, primer tecladista de la banda quien murió en 2001.
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Verse 1:
A Bm
Should you expect to see something that you hadn't seen
C#m D
And somebody you've known since you were sixteen?
E F#m
If love is a bolt from the blue,
D A
Then what is a bolt but a glorified screw
D E
That doesn't hold nothing together?
Verse 2:
Far from these nonsense bars and their nowhere music
It's making me sick and I know it's making you sick
There's nothing there, it's like eatin air
It's like drinking gin with nothing else in
That doesn't hold me together.
Chorus:
A Bm
But for one crowded hour
C#m D
You were the only one in the room
E F#m
I sailed around all those bumps in the night
D A
To your beacon in the gloom
C# D
I thought I found my golden September
A F#m
In the middle of that purple June
A Bm
But one crowded hour
D E A
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
Verse 3:
A Bm
Now I know you like your boys who take their medicine
C#m D
From the bowl with their silver spoon
E F#m
Who'd run away with the dish and scale the fish
D A
By the silvery light of the moon
C#
Who were taught from the womb
D A F#m
To believe to the tune, that as far as their beady eyes see
A
It's a pleasure pen meant for them,
Bm
built for them, rent for them
D E A
And not for the likes of me
D E
There not for the likes of you and me.
Chorus:
But for one crowded hour
You were the only one in the room
I sailed around all those bumps in the night
To your beacon in the gloom
I thought I found my golden September
In the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
E B A
oh' but greed-eyed harpy of the songland
E B A
To takes into hers, my hand
F#m B
And she says, 'boy, I know you're lying
E B E
... oh, but so am I"
E (buildup)
And to this I said 'oh well.'
A Bm C#m
Now put me in a cage full of lions, I'll learn to speak lion
D E
In fact I know the language well
F#m D
I picked it up while I was versing myself
A D A D Bm
In the language they speak in hell
C#m D
That night the silence gave birth to a baby
E F#m
They took away through the silent dismay
D A
And they raised it to be a lady
D E
Now she can't keep her mouth shut.
Chorus:
But for one crowded hour
You were the only one in the room
I sailed around all those bumps in the night
To your beacon in the gloom
I thought I found my golden September
In the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
Chorus 2: (using same chords as chorus 1)
Yes and one crowded hour,
You were the only one in the room
I played a few songs to those bumps in the night
In fact I played this very tune
You said, "what is this six-stringed instrument
But adolescent ruin?"
And one crowded hour
Would lead to my wreck and ruin
A Bm
Yes and one crowded hour
D E A
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
A Bm
and one crowded hour
D E A
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
A Bm
Should you expect to see something that you hadn't seen
C#m D
And somebody you've known since you were sixteen?
E F#m
If love is a bolt from the blue,
D A
Then what is a bolt but a glorified screw
D E
That doesn't hold nothing together?
Verse 2:
Far from these nonsense bars and their nowhere music
It's making me sick and I know it's making you sick
There's nothing there, it's like eatin air
It's like drinking gin with nothing else in
That doesn't hold me together.
Chorus:
A Bm
But for one crowded hour
C#m D
You were the only one in the room
E F#m
I sailed around all those bumps in the night
D A
To your beacon in the gloom
C# D
I thought I found my golden September
A F#m
In the middle of that purple June
A Bm
But one crowded hour
D E A
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
Verse 3:
A Bm
Now I know you like your boys who take their medicine
C#m D
From the bowl with their silver spoon
E F#m
Who'd run away with the dish and scale the fish
D A
By the silvery light of the moon
C#
Who were taught from the womb
D A F#m
To believe to the tune, that as far as their beady eyes see
A
It's a pleasure pen meant for them,
Bm
built for them, rent for them
D E A
And not for the likes of me
D E
There not for the likes of you and me.
Chorus:
But for one crowded hour
You were the only one in the room
I sailed around all those bumps in the night
To your beacon in the gloom
I thought I found my golden September
In the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
E B A
oh' but greed-eyed harpy of the songland
E B A
To takes into hers, my hand
F#m B
And she says, 'boy, I know you're lying
E B E
... oh, but so am I"
E (buildup)
And to this I said 'oh well.'
A Bm C#m
Now put me in a cage full of lions, I'll learn to speak lion
D E
In fact I know the language well
F#m D
I picked it up while I was versing myself
A D A D Bm
In the language they speak in hell
C#m D
That night the silence gave birth to a baby
E F#m
They took away through the silent dismay
D A
And they raised it to be a lady
D E
Now she can't keep her mouth shut.
Chorus:
But for one crowded hour
You were the only one in the room
I sailed around all those bumps in the night
To your beacon in the gloom
I thought I found my golden September
In the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
Chorus 2: (using same chords as chorus 1)
Yes and one crowded hour,
You were the only one in the room
I played a few songs to those bumps in the night
In fact I played this very tune
You said, "what is this six-stringed instrument
But adolescent ruin?"
And one crowded hour
Would lead to my wreck and ruin
A Bm
Yes and one crowded hour
D E A
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
A Bm
and one crowded hour
D E A
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
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