David Robert Jones (8 de enero de 1947 y fallecido el 10 de enero de 2016), más conocido como David Bowie, era un cantante polifacético, inclasificable dentro de un solo género, ya que su música involucra diversos estilos musicales como el rock, el pop y la música electrónica. Fue también compositor, multiinstrumentista, productor, artista plástico y actor británico, fuertemente influyente en varias generaciones. Fue un ícono de la música y uno de los músicos más influyentes de la música contemporánea.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
C They pulled in just behind the fridge Dm He lays her down-he frowns F Gee my life's a funny thing G Am I still too young C He kissed her then and there Dm She took his ring took his babies F It took him minutes took her nowhere G Heaven knows she'dve taken anything
CHORUS: FG All night-she want s the young American CDm Young American young American she wants the young American FG It's all right-but she wants the young American
Scanning life thru the picture window She finds the slinky vagabond He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang Heaven forbid she'll take anything But the freak and his type-all for nothing Misses a step and cuts his hand Showing nothing he swoops like a song She cries where have all papa's heroes gone
All night-she want s the young American Young American young American she wants the young American It's all right-but she wants the young American
All the way from Washington He breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor Live for just these twenty years Do we have to die for the fifty more
All night-he want s the young American Young American young American he wants the young American It's all right-but he wants the young American
interlude: Am, G, F, G
bridge: AmGC Do you remember your President Nixon AmGF So you remember the bills you have to pay E or even yesterday
D Have you been the un-American Em Just you and your id singing falsetto 'bout G leather leather everywhere and A not a myth left from the Ghetto D Well well well would you carry a razor Em In case just in case of depression G Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors A Blushing at all the afro-sheeners Ain't that close to love Well ain't that poster love Well it ain't that brbie doll Her hearts have been broken just like you
GA All night-you want the young American DEm Young American young American you want the young American GA It's all right-you want the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler Pimps got a Caddy-lady got a Chrysler Black's got respect-white's got his soul train Mama's got cramps and look at your hands hey I heard the news today oh boy I got-suite and you got defeat Ain't there a man-who could say no more Ain't there a woman-I can sock on the jaw Ain't there a child-I can hold without judging Ain't there a pen-that will write before they die Ain't you proud-that you've still got faces and ain't there one damn song that can make me break down and cry
All night-I want the young American Young American young American I want the young American It's all right-I want the young American
From: [email protected] (Jan Runesson) Subject CRD Bowie - Young Americans help needed
Here is a David Bowie song I tried to figure out the other day and this is what I came up with I am not sure I got everything correct The G might be a Gsus or something similar Help me out here Corrections are welcome
C They pulled in just behind the fridge G He laid her down - he frowns Dm Gee my life's a funny thing F Am I still too young C He kissed then and there G She took his ring took his babies Dm It him minutes took her nowhere F Heaven knows she'd've taken anything
EmF#m All night - she wants the young American EmF#m It's all right - but she wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture window She finds the slinky vagabond He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang Heaven forbid she'll taken anything But the freak and his type - all for nothing He misses a step and cuts his hand Showing nothing he swoops like a song She cries where have all papa's heroes gone
All night - she wants the young American It's all right - but she wants the young American
All the way from Washington Her breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor We live for just these twenty years Do we have to die for fifty more
All night - she wants the young American It's all right - but she wants the young American
Do you remember president Nixon Do you remember all the bills you have to pay or even yesterday