Biography:
The Mars Volta is an American progressive rock group formed in El Paso, TX, in 2001, by guitarist Omar A. Rodriguez-Lopez (b. September 1, 1975, Bayamón, PR) and vocalist Cedric Bixler Zavala (b. November 4, 1974, Redwood City, CA). They incorporate various influences including post-hardcore, jazz fusion, psychedelia, funk and salsa into their sound. They are characterized by their energetic and improvisational live shows, as well as their concept-based studio albums.
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Four years of hard work!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
The Mars Volta
-Televators-
Tabbed by *Leaky* - leakywrinkleeye@hotmail.co.uk
Use capo if you want to change key for ranging vocals.
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Am
Just as he hit the ground
Dm Am
They lowered a tow that stuck in his neck to the gills
Dm Am
Fragments of sobriquets riddle me this
Dm
three half eaten corneas who hit the aureole
Am Dm
Stalk the ground, stalk the ground
Dm Am
You should have seen the curse that flew right by you
Dm Am
Page of concrete stained walks crutch in hobbled sway
Dm Am
Auto-da-fé a capillary hint of red
Dm Dm C E Am
Only this manupod crescent in shape has escaped
Am
The house half the way fell empty with teeth
That split both his lips Mark these words
Dm
One day this chalk outline will circle this city
Am
Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face
A room colored charlatan hid in a safe
Am
Stalk the ground
Dm
Stalk the ground
Dm Am
You should have seen the curse that flew right by you
Dm Am
Page of concrete stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Dm Am
Auto-da-fé a capillary hint of red
Dm Dm C E Am
Only this manupod crescent in shape has escaped
Am Dm
Pull the pins save your grace
C E
Mark these words on his grave
Dm Am
You should have seen the curse that flew right by you
Dm Am
Page of concrete stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Dm Am
Auto-da-fé a capillary hint of red
Dm Dm C
Everyone knows the last toes are
E Am
Always the coldest to go
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Enjoy,
*Leaky*
-Televators-
Tabbed by *Leaky* - leakywrinkleeye@hotmail.co.uk
Use capo if you want to change key for ranging vocals.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Am
Just as he hit the ground
Dm Am
They lowered a tow that stuck in his neck to the gills
Dm Am
Fragments of sobriquets riddle me this
Dm
three half eaten corneas who hit the aureole
Am Dm
Stalk the ground, stalk the ground
Dm Am
You should have seen the curse that flew right by you
Dm Am
Page of concrete stained walks crutch in hobbled sway
Dm Am
Auto-da-fé a capillary hint of red
Dm Dm C E Am
Only this manupod crescent in shape has escaped
Am
The house half the way fell empty with teeth
That split both his lips Mark these words
Dm
One day this chalk outline will circle this city
Am
Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face
A room colored charlatan hid in a safe
Am
Stalk the ground
Dm
Stalk the ground
Dm Am
You should have seen the curse that flew right by you
Dm Am
Page of concrete stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Dm Am
Auto-da-fé a capillary hint of red
Dm Dm C E Am
Only this manupod crescent in shape has escaped
Am Dm
Pull the pins save your grace
C E
Mark these words on his grave
Dm Am
You should have seen the curse that flew right by you
Dm Am
Page of concrete stain walks crutch in hobbled sway
Dm Am
Auto-da-fé a capillary hint of red
Dm Dm C
Everyone knows the last toes are
E Am
Always the coldest to go
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Enjoy,
*Leaky*
