Marillion are a rock band formed in Aylesbury, England . Their 30-year career is marked by two distinctive phases; the early years fronted by Fish which saw their greatest commercial success, and much longer period fronted by Steve Hogarth in which the band have constantly re-invented themselves so as to continue to be relevant into the 21st century.
The Fish era is often categorized as neo-progressive. They originally started as "Silmarillion"
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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## <9305190734.AA06044@clr48pl> To: [email protected] Subject: Marillion Hotel Hobbies (chopro format) (Clutching at straws)
Here are the chords of Hotel Hobbies. Other songs of Clutching at straws will follow
For now, enjoy this one.
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[Dm]Hotel hobbies padding [Am/D]dawns hollow corridors Bell boys checking out the [Dm]hookers in the bar [Dm]Slug-like fingers trace the [Am/D]star-spangled clouds of cocaine on the mirror [Dm] The short straw takes its [Dm]bow [Am/D]------[Dm] [Dm]The tell tale sign of the [Am/D]last cigarette marking time in the pockets as the [Dm]whisky sweat lies like dis[Dm]carded armour on an [Am/D]unmade bed And a familiar craving [Dm] is crawling through his [D]head
[G/D]------[C/D]------[A/D]------[G/D] And the [D]only sign of life is the ticking of the pen[G/D] [C/D]Introducing characters to memories like old friends [A/D]Frantic as a cardiograph scratching out the lines In a [G/D]fever of confession a catalogue of crime in [D]happy hour Do you [G/D]cry in [C/D]happy hour, do you hide in [A/D]happy hour, a pilgrimage to [G/D]happy hour [Em]------[D/E]------[Em]------[D/E]------[C]------[D]------[C]--------------------------|D] [Em]------[D/E]------[Em]------[D/E]------[C]------[D]------[C]------[D]------[Em]-------|Bm] [D]------[Asus4]------[C5]------[C]------------------------------------------------------|C5]
[Em]New shadows [Bm]tugging at the corner of his [D]eye Jostling for [Asus4]attention as the [C5]sunlight flares Through a curtains tear, [C]shuffling its beams As if in [C5]nervous anticipa[Bm7]tion of another day