Counting Crows is an American rock band originating from Berkeley, California. Formed in 1991, the group gained fame in 1993 following the release of their debut album, titled 'August and Everything After', when track "Mr. Jones" became a big hit. Known for their melancholic yet melodic songwriting, the band started when singer Adam Duritz (previously of The Himalayans and Sordid Humor) teamed up with guitarist David Bryson (local producer and former member of the band Mr.
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Date: Tue, 19 Nov 1996 20:01:28 -0800 From: "Michael A. Mazur" Subject: CRD: Counting Crows, "Chelsea"
CRD: "Chelsea" Counting Crows Transcribed by Michael A. Mazur ([email protected])
FBbFBb I never go to New York City these days Something about the buildings and Chelsea just kills me And maybe in a month or two, maybe when things are different for me maybe when things are different for you And all of this shit sticks in my head
Chorus: GmCsus2/GBbGmBbBbsus2 Is anything different these days? GmBb The light in her eyes goes out I never had light in my eyes anyways But maybe things are different these days
It's good for everybody to hurt somebody once in a while The things I do to people I love shouldn't be allowed Something about the buildings and Chelsea just kills me Something about the buildings and Chelsea just kills me
Is anything different these days? The light in her eyes goes out I never had light in my eyes anyways But maybe things are different these days
I dream I'm in New York City some nights I dream I'm in New York City some nights. Angels flow down from all the buildings Something about an angel just kills me I keep hoping something will
Is there anything different these days? The light in her eyes goes out, I never had light in my eyes anyways Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe maybe things are different, Maybe things are different these days The light goes out I never had light in my eyes anyways Maybe things are different...... these days.